Vignette on the tube

My novel was boring me, so I put it away and looked up. The girl next to me is composing a text message. She's wearing a brown suede jacket and a red scarf, and had bleached blonde hair. The geek in me notices the phone is a Nokia 5210, the shock-resistant one for builders. Out of nosiness, I peer at the message, trying not to look obvious.
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