It was a typical Wednesday afternoon, except for the fact that my arm was ringing. No, I wasn’t holding my phone – it was happily charging in another room. In one of those moments that makes you think you’re stepping into the future (or at least acting out a part in a sci-fi film), I tapped my wrist and began to talk to the caller.
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“Hello? Oh my gosh, this is insane.”
“What?”
“I’m speaking to you on my watch.”
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