There’s a really good roti prata shop between the place where I’m staying and the subway station — I’ve had breakfast there several times. There’s a giant apartment tower going up between me and it, so it gets harder and harder to get there — had to duck around a lot of equipment and risk walking under a tower crane on my last visit.
This morning as I was eating a bunch of guys sat down at the table next to me and clustered around a cell phone. After a minute or two I heard distinctive music playing — they noticed my interest and waved me over. While waiting for their food they were all watching a Wile E. Coyote cartoon on the 2-inch screen.
After a few minutes, the shop manager stopped working, lit a cigarette, and crouched down by the phone so that he could watch too. Business ground to a halt for three or four minutes.