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by Rick Walton
Once upon a time a Town House answered a wrong number from a Country House.
"I'm so sorry," said the Country House. "I was trying to call my mother."
"That's quite all right," said the Town House. "I do it often myself," he said, though it wasn't true. He just wanted to make the Country House feel better.
Well, the two houses hit it right off and they began to talk. They told their life histories, and complained about carpenters and painters they had known.
The Town House talked about how wonderfully quiet it is in the country.
And the Country House talked about how exciting life in the city is.
And they decided that they would visit each other.
But of course, being houses, they weren't going anywhere.
So eventually they just hung up the phones and never heard from each other again.
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