The year is 2079. Humanity now largely dwells in crowded underground bunkers, having scorched the surface with nuclear war. Subsisting on recycled protein paste and mildly-irradiated arthropods, humanity endures, driven by an endless yearning for the one thing that can unite all cultures, creeds, and class divides: Windows Phone.
What year is it again? I am here today to write about Windows Phone as though it was 2015. It's also Sunday and there are no other editors around who can stop me. 👋
