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The most extreme place I've read was in a restaurant, while waiting for the food to arrive. This doesn't sound extreme, until I tell you that my wife was with me and had nothing to do. She wanted to "spend some quality time and just talk" But I had nothing to say. Neither did she, but she can't admit it sometimes. So I whipped out my then-new Kindle and read about two sentences before she ripped into me.
It was pretty extreme. Not recommended.
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