people from NY don’t believe that streets don’t have names in NM; assholes

I’m from a small town. Really. When I was a kid you didn’t have dial seven numbers on the telephone. Only five.

If I dial a wrong number in my town I will know whoever answers the phone.

One time I called home from Korea but I dialed wrong and a woman named Dolores answered. I knew her because she graduated high school with my mom and she worked in the Nambé shop next door to where I used to work. I talked to her for awhile and then forgot about calling my mom.

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