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Calling in panic

Julia didn’t stop running until she was halfway down the street. Her fingers fumbled for her phone, and she dialed the police in a panic. “There’s a grizzly bear in my shed!” she exclaimed, her voice shaking. But this time, the dispatcher was less sympathetic. “Miss, we’re busy. Please stop calling.”
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