I phoned Midori. 'I have to talk to you' I said. 'I have a million things to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning'. Midori responded with a long, long silence - the silence of all the misty rain in the world falling on all the new-mown lawns of the world. Forehead pressed against the glass, I shut my eyes and waited. At last, Midori's quiet voice broke the silence: 'Where are you now?' Where was I now? Gripping the receiver, I raised my head and turned to see what lay beyond the phone box. Where was I now? I had no idea. No idea at all. Where was this place? All that flashed into my eyes were the countless shapes of people walking by to nowhere. Again and again I called out for Midori from the dead centre of this place that was no place.
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A girl phoned me the other day and said... 'Come on over, there's nobody home.' I went over. Nobody was home.
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You wake me up early in the morning to tell me I am right? Please wait until I am wrong.
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A French guest, staying in a hotel in Edmonton phoned room service for some pepper. 'Black pepper, or white pepper?' asked the concierge. 'Toilette pepper!'
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I phoned my dad to tell him I had stopped smoking. He called me a quitter.
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A girl phoned me and said...Come on over there's nobody home. I went over... Nobody was home!
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To boldly phone where no one has phoned before.
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