Something metallic against concrete is making a racket outside my window, and it sounds like a telephone ringing. I keep doing double takes to the black phone, and I remember that we’ve turned off the ringer because the only calls we get on the landline now are spam. Still, I feel an urge to pick up the receiver and answer the call. And so what better t…
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