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exiledwatcher
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Jul 23, 2003 15:41
That was a bit strange. Nothing in this town should much surprise me these days. The business
earlier,/a> was a bit unusual even for this town. I sat in the cafe waiting for a waitress to approach my table. Ten minutes passed, then twenty. How ridiculous is this? I wave at a waitress looking my way however she makes no response. Looking about there are few other patrons nearby, some sort of anti-British sentiment in Sunnydale today? I stand and reach into my jacket pocket retrieving the card of the woman from the Bronze, Lilah.
After a bit of searching I find a phone booth and call her. "You have reached the voicemail of Lilah Morgan, leave a message and I'll return your message." Not having a number to leave I hang up. Well this week keeps getting better and better.. I sit on a bench near a park, hoping someone familiar might happen
by.
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