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[shopping,technology] О смартфонах начинающему — выбираем форм-фактор

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Poll #937229 The Form is the Factor

Какой форм-фактор смартфона выбрать?

Традиционный PDA с большим экраном и опциональными hard-кнопками, как Glofish X500 или простихосподи iPhone
2(13.3%)
Сайд-слайдер как Glofish M700 или Qtek 9100
3(20.0%)
Ё1аная дура со всегда доступной клавиатурой как классические Blackberry или, например, iPAQ hw6915
1(6.7%)
Недоделанный субноутбук как Nokia 9500 или i-Mate 7150 Ultimate
2(13.3%)
Другое (опишите пожалуйста в комментах)
7(46.7%)

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