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I sat there writing my tickets like every other boring Thursday morning, when suddenly, I heard the sweetest most perfect notes gently kiss my inner ear canals. The enchanting melody of mary had a little lamb played as you spoke to what I assumed was a telemarketer?? You then glanced over at me and in a panic I turned my head as if that would keep you from staring.. What color shirt was I wearing? I'll give you a hint.. it was blue.
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