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In undergraduate college, I worked the residence hall front desk, often late into the nights or overnight. I cannot count the dirty phone calls I got. And, I couldn't NOT answer when the putrescent nasties kept calling back. I could only wait for one of the residents to return home with their boyfriends and try to get him to answer the phone for a few calls to put an end to the cycle. Or, call campus security to do the same.

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Author, D. Denise Dianaty
Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Written by Author, D. Denise Dianaty

Artist, Poet, author, wife & mom May my epitaph be "She reflected love into the world."

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