Aug 16, 2005 09:47
There was a message left on the machine at the Magic Box when I arrived this morning from that nice man, Andrew. He said he wanted to come by, that he had something to tell me. I wonder what it is?
Anyway, he knows where I am and so I am simply going to wait for him to come round. After all, I couldn’t ring him back and tell him because the silly thing didn’t leave a return number.
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