Location: On Market Street between 16th and 17th.
Price: 50 cents for local calls.
Photo Taken: 4 p.m. on May 10.
This phone is the equivalent of a wet dog. Not a dog that's happy to be wet, but a soaked stray covered in fleas with leprosy.
From the looks of its cracked phone book, which dangles like the body in a bad game of Hangman, the phone could have been in the middle of a riot.
On top of that, the phone book's yellow pages have turned brown. They seem to have been used for something other than finding a good restaurant.
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The phone appears to be stuck in time. With dust caked onto its weathered body, it resembles an artifact from a post-apocalyptic Kevin Costner movie.
But spend a mere 50 cents -- the same amount animal-rescue commercials ask us to fork over to save stray dogs -- and you can bring it back to life. Temporarily, at least.
For more sad pay phones, visit our Sad Pay Phone archive.