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Spirit in the Antique Mall

While I was driving to the dealership to pick up a set of vehicle license plates which had just arrived (I purchased a car ten days ago), my phone screen displayed an incoming call from my husband, Ian. I used my virtual assistant to answer, Ian's voice projecting over the speaker. He was leaving an antique mall in town, and was anxious to share an encounter that happened only minutes earlier.

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