Along the promenade this morning in Balboa Park I saw a man leaning against a concrete wall underneath a budding tree, looking down at his cellphone screen.  The sky was azure, the heat of the sun lifted a breeze from the canyons that conjoined the internal and external temperatures. 

I followed the man’s cellphone cord down the concrete wall and saw that it plugged into an outlet. 

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