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Blue Bottle From a Small Pharmacy Prompts a Search for Answers

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He rubbed his chin, a small smile breaking through his gray beard. “Actually, I do remember that one because Regina made a big fuss about signing for it.”

“A fuss?” I asked.

“She was on the phone with a billing company and did not want to hang up to sign my green card,” Jerry said, nodding. “I told her the law is the law, and she had to sign before continue reading …

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