Tag: surfing
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The 911 Call from Sunnyvale Gardens
“Who dat?” Greg held the phone away from his face, staring at the timer showing the call connecting with the other end for more than fifteen minutes. The number on the screen? 911. “I saaid, who der?” Greg stammered, “Um, hi.” “Honey, I ain’t got all daaay, you know? Whachu needin’?” “Did I call 911?…