people in berlin :: phone booth boy

first, it's weird to see a phone booth since cell phones / mobiles / "handys" are so cheap and prevalent everywhere here. using a phone booth is really expensive.

it was sunday at noon, and he was dirty and wearing a fur vest and a kilt, he must have been freezing. his white legs showed between the knee high doc martens and the kilt, goosebumpy? but they were dirty, smudged with club dirt. when you have long, long legs, do they get cold more easily? i guess it's really awkward to go shopping for men's tights, even here in freak city berlin, but he could also have gone for long johns.

he had a very anxious look on his face, and he could have been either arguing or begging with someone on the phone. i mean, it's been so long since i've used a phone booth, but there's something really desperate about begging someone to do something from a phone booth.

these are places in public of last resort. phone booths are asking for it: you're ready to just cry in the middle of the street and push people away when they try to offer you tissues. is it really harder to let yourself cry in public if you are a man? it must be, right?