A voice came over a speaker that was mounted over the door.
It was a man's voice.
I assumed he had a crew cut and wore a grey suit.
He told me that if I were hungry there was food in the refrigerator, and that I should help myself.
I spoke for the first time.
I asked them what they wanted with me.
There was no answer, just music.
It sounded like the fm local classic rock station.
If it were a local station that would be a good thing.
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Saturday, November 05, 2005
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