5 mistakes you’re making with your phone that’s killing it
One hot summer day when I was about 10, I sat on my aunt's couch in Queens, New York, after a swim and couldn’t get up. The hard-plastic protective covering on the couch took hold of my legs like an octopus devouring its prey. Fortunately, protecting your phone is easier than a velvet couch.
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