2009年6月1日月曜日

September 11,1908

September 11


A phone call from a friend. He hated the telephone. It’s terrible for him. It’s 4 years since he talked by telephone last time. He didn’t get used to it. He explained to the maid he’s smoking and could not go there and told her to ask the purpose of the telephone. She said the person had got a postcard from him nothing was written. Unwillingly he went to the place of the telephone.
Then, he thought he could accept any call.

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