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The gradual, graceful decline of the locutorio

On my first trip to Argentina, before Skype, before international roaming (or at least before it was affordable), before prepaid calling cards, before you could phone on Messenger, before WhatsApp … if I wanted to call home, I went to one of these:

In a pokey booth like this …

… a meter would clock over every minute.

This was one of the few remaining that I saw last year in Buenos Aires. I kind of miss them, even though they could be expensive, and weren’t always open at the best hours to call home, given the time difference.

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Michael from Perth

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