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The telephone only rings at night, little clipped half beeps, just enough to wake me. It lies still all day, but today you called and I liked hearing you living in there. You were born to be contained. Mrs. Colliballs said you used to crawl into cupboards when you were small, that this one time she found you in the bread bin. How you’d ended up there, she didn’t know, but she laughed when she told me, her mouth opening up like a manhole.
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