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  <title>Comments on '078-05-1120'</title>
  <subtitle>Samuel Worth's 2003 Saturn Ion wound its way through the tunnels and bridges of external Chicago. The clouds above were so glutted with rain that they threatened to break and pour down on the helpless humans below.

Samuel Worth's mood reflected the darkening sky. He was an average middle-class American. Worked as an attorney for the Chicago Caritas Juvenile Court. Dealt with punk, surly adolescents all the time. And still couldn't handle his own.

Suddenly, his phone gave an annoying little monotonic ring tone.

&amp;quot;Sam Worth,&amp;quot; he said, keeping his eyes on the road.

&amp;quot;Ah, then this phone number is correct.&amp;quot; Worth narrowed his eyes - the voice sounded almost like a smug teenager. &amp;quot;As is, I take it, your date of birth, credit card, and social security number.&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Who is this?&amp;quot; Worth snapped.

&amp;quot;078-05-1120, Mr. Worth.&amp;quot;

Worth's eyes widened, then narrowed as he clapped the phone shut with sudden force. He re-opened it and dialed 9-1-1.

&amp;quot;Ah, ah, ah, Mr. Worth. None of that, now,&amp;quot; the same voice chided him.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-28T19:34:12Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on 078-05-1120</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like the word glutted to describe the clouds, and the duet of information and description and how it dances together without stepping on eachothers toes. Sorry, I haven&amp;#8217;t had any coffee yet. Depending on what the guy ultimately wants with this persons identity will show us how original the story is. I have a feeling he&amp;#8217;s in the backseat right now, suspense! Good Job.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-28T19:34:12Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Tad Winslow</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on 078-05-1120</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I love the story. The ending is so terrifying.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28743?basename=59233</id>
    <published>2008-04-28T02:08:50Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on 078-05-1120</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Ooh, that went from drudgery to disaster to worse.  Very nicely done.  Horrifying in a very modern way.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28743?basename=59215</id>
    <published>2008-04-28T01:05:37Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on 078-05-1120</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;First the title drew me in, because it was so distinctive, then the setting (I&amp;#8217;m currently fascinated with Chicago, never been but want to go), and by the end I was flying through the lines wanting to know what would happen next before I found myself at the end, so many questions unanswered. So that means you&amp;#8217;re simply going to have to continue it. Sorry, but there it is. :p&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/28743?basename=59211</id>
    <published>2008-04-28T01:02:01Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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