The Crate in the Parking Lot
Telemarketers.
The school.
The school nurse.
My sister.
Wrong numbers.
A woman named Fabiola who called for six years trying to reach somebody called Anton.
Every line, nine years.
And Maren Ostlund’s name does not appear once.
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