The phone rang and the howling started.
It was rapid fire air and cackling, but I
finally figured out that I was being sold
something and was being told that I
to pay $1000 painful requests to continue
the onslaught of rambling items that I'd
gotten and needed to keep sliding onto
my empty plate. My friend had recommended
me for the chance to fall deeply into owing money
and my help and my life and my allegiance and
my smile and my faithfulness to whomever supplied
the plateful of bull that everyone gets told that they
needed; the in thing to do.
hung up the phone after I said
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