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This has been the first and only time I've considered forwarding a chain text because it promises that someone important to me will come back into my life if I don't break the chain. I don't believe that annoying a selection of my friends with a generic forwarded message will affect my love life, but it doesn't hurt to wish otherwise.
The doorbell rang, and I jumped. Most of my visitors don't ring the doorbell, the only one who did is the one person who's absence has affected me the most. The part of my mind that thinks reasonably tried to convince and calm the part of my mind that's wildly hopeful, because the latter is convinced that he's on the other side of the door. Without worrying about the fact that I should put on a thicker t-shirt before answering the door and without looking through the peephole, I opened the door.
"Hey, we're from the city. We need to look at the manhole in your backyard."
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