These texts showed up Friday afternoon.
And to think that cell numbers used to be spam-free.
But really, who actually nibbles at these dangling invitations?
I keep getting an email from Darla in Dallas. “Hi. It’s Darla. Remember me? When are you coming back to Dallas?”
Geez . . . .
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