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Name:
Olaf
Birthdate:
10 June
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"Hello, Mr. Duke. I'm sorry we were cut off a moment ago... but I thought I should call again, because I was wondering..."

"What?" I sensed things closing down on us. This fucker was about to spring something on me. What had that crazy bitch said to him? I tried to stay calm. "We're watching the goddamn news!" I screamed. "What the fuck are you interrupting me for!"

Silence.

"What do you want? Where's the goddamn ice I ordered? Where's the booze? There's a war on, man! People are being killed!"

"Killed?" He almost whispered the word.

"In Vietnam!" I yelled. "On the goddamn television!"

"Oh... yes... yes," he said. "This terrible war. When will it end?"

"Tell me," I said quietly. "What do you want?"

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