Nothing quite puts the fear in you like getting home to the business card of a mountie stuck in your door. Doubly so when you ignored the first card. In my defense, the first card didn't have note to call. It was a Friday evening, I was tired, and I enjoyed playing the game "where will I be deported". I took the second card seriously.
odd. um, my neighbor works(ed?) for that group, if you want his contact info..
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