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Phone Calls I
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring.
“Hewa?”
“Hey Kelly!” I said. It's 8:13 am. HAM fest time. [1] “Going to the HAM
fest?”
“Yuah. Kabaklader.”
“Okay, I'll call you about 9:30, 10?”
“Yuah, fine.”
Looks like I'm gonna have to kickstart all my friends.
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