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Two days before Christmas, my cell phone took its last breath. It had been misbehaving for weeks. The touchscreen would intermittently malfunction, most often when I really needed to read or send a text, or access my contacts. Anyway, it went out with an SOS, desperately flashing up at me until the battery died or whatever.

Perfect timing. Just like when Blackie got sick the week before Alden was due, and racked up a huge hospital bill. But I just went with it. Yeah, last minute Christmas shopping, what? I upgraded my cell phone (after about a year of deciding), and I don't regret it.

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