With my knees pulled up, I can lean against the window and adjust my iPod where nobody can see it. I'm listening to Lift Yer Skinny Fists Like Antennas to Heaven while I ride the bus home from work. On the window, there's a smear of grease from a previous occupant's hair when they rested their head against the glass. As I look out the window, I
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http://www.cnn.com/2005/US/07/04/ipod.killing.ap/index.html
its not worth your life!!
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