It occurs to me how ironic my front door graphic is now that my cel phone was stolen. I can't call Chris's cel phone now without it charging him extra. We had the same service provider so it was easier to send text messages and voice mail, even though that wasn't as immediate. Where Chris lives north of Tucson cel phone reception is spotty.
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