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"Is that *you*?" said a female voice. It wasn't exactly an unpleasant one,
but it had a sharp penetrating quality. It seemed to be saying that if you
*weren't* you, then it was *your* fault. Johnny recognized it instantly. It
was the voice of someone who dialled the wrong numbers and then complained
that the phone was answered by people she didn't want to speak to.
(Johnny and the Bomb)
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