It’s 7:30 p.m. on a Wednesday. I’m waiting for my husband at the corner of 14th Street and First Avenue in the East Village, a busy street corner teeming with pedestrians, cyclists and rush hour traffic.
As the pedestrian sign flashes the little red figure indicating "Don’t Walk," I notice a teenage boy start to cross the street. He's completely distracted, looking down at his phone playing Pokémon GO. "There’s another one of those Pokémon zombies meandering into traffic," I think to myself. Before the guy finishes crossing the street, the light turns green and a cab moves forward, hitting him from the side, knocking him to the ground, his phone flying into the air. The guy seems to have minor injuries and is taken away in an ambulance minutes later.
I’ve been perhaps the biggest media junkie of the Pokémon GO craze, consuming every story I can find about people finding dead bodies, meeting their mates and getting held up because of the game. I never thought I’d actually witness the danger firsthand. Be careful out there, trainers.
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