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Jan. 24th, 2005 @ 12:34 pm (no subject)
Sometimes I witness fragments of stories--not as a character but as an extra, curiously watching the action at a distance--and I wonder what the story was about.

This morning an officer of the Oberlin Township Police Department knocked on my door and asked me if I was the one who called about the toaster. I told him no, I didn't know what he was talking about. He smiled, apologized, and left.
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