Out of Range, and Glad of It

The newest thing worth wanting is a spot where the phone simply gives up, no bars, no network, nothing to refresh. Vanity Fair reports a growing appetite for exactly that kind of place, sought out on purpose for the quiet it affords. On an island where everyone is reachable from the Breakers to the Inlet, the idea of being honestly unreachable for an afternoon reads less like deprivation than like the last private club. The reward, as the magazine frames it, is nothing more elaborate than a calmer mind.

With reporting from Vanity Fair.