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Dear FutureMe,
It is December 24th, 2005. You are at work at the Sheriff's office, working in the jail, and a female is yelling "I want my phone call!". A drunk guy just woke up and demanded to know "Why am I here!". It was colder on Thanksgiving than it is now.
You just spent way too much money on your kids for christmas, and your husband is really lazy but you love him anyway. I have a feeling that when you read this you will be in the same situation because you, the weather, or the jail will ever change.
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