Paul had arrived in his green VW bus and I had to call him. I had four different phones in front of me and each one I tried dialing from wouldn't work. It was increasingly frustrating: number keys wouldn't correspond to the numbers, or I'd continually misdial and have to start again. Finally he left. Later, though, I think I ran into him.
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