#phone 1

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CMF Phone 1

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Nothing Phone (1) è ufficiale

Nothing ha presentato ufficialmente il suo primo smartphone, il Phone (1), molto discusso nelle settimane scorse grazie ai tantissimi leaks. Il Nothing Phone (1) ha una cornice in alluminio 100% riciclato, che circonda un display da 6.55 pollici OLED con risoluzione da 1080 x 2400 pixel e refresh rate da 120Hz. Buona la luminosità che raggiunge i 1200 nits e touch sampling che arriva a 240Hz. Di…

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Nothing’s first smartphone is aimed at Apple, not OnePlus

It plans to launch the Phone 1 this summer.

Coming this summer: the Phone 1 from a company called Nothing. They promise to strip away all the fluff plaguing smart phone. Will they deliver what they promise? Will anyone buy it?

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TEXTS

QUINN: APB out on Rachel Berry.

QUINN: Paging Rachel Berry.

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The Formalities (or Lack Thereof)

India: The blood was stark against the fur of white polyester rug. The accidental biting of one's tonue is far from accidental - it was a clear indication of someone (or something) paying mind to one's person. India had bit her lip; and being the superstitious girl that she had always been, she dismissed it with a grunt. It would have been regarded as compliment if the person in question did not think of her thrice within the last hour. As such, it prompted her to take another ice cube to remedy to swelling; it wouldn't be too long until she had taken all of her friend Anna's ice cubes if she kept on biting her tongue. It earned a light push and laugh from her friend, whom had the telephone up her ear and balanced between her head and shoulders. A small, incoherent question that would have resembled a "what" escaped India's occupied mouth. The waiting game would have rendered her excited if not for the 10 minutes worth of unanswered calls. India was playing with the cube with her tongue when the silence was broken by Anna's abrupt greeting on the phone. In a spur of spontaneous recognition, India took the phone from Anna's grasp and took it her ear. It was warm and borderlining moistness, but she paid little mind such - there were more things to focus on. "Ehrrouw? Ah- shorry!" The ice broke into little pieces as she chewed on them. "Ah! Sorry, I have ice on my mouth," stated her between chews. "Are you the dude? Are you - uhh - what's his name again? Oh, right, right! Are you Gabriel?"

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PHONE CALL ☎ FABERRY

[ Quinn's leaning heavily against the cement wall, face flush and eyes glassy. One booted absently kicks at the dingy tile floor while she cradles the phone between cheek and shoulder, fingers of her free hand tapping out the only set of numbers she knows by heart. ]