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10 months agoYour Intentions for the Summer
Years ago, I received a voicemail from the neighborhood cobbler telling me my shoes were ready to pick up.The message was perfunctory, left by the shop owner, a usually grumpy guy who sounded like his usually grumpy self.But instead of ending with OK, bye or have a good day or some other cliche, he signed off with Enjoy your time.