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John called New York today. Apparently, he's one of their top two candidates... for possible hire in two to three months.

What the F*#%?

Shortly thereafter, his buddy from the company here returned his call. They love him, but... at this time, they are unable to procure the work that would allow them to hire a man of John's caliber.

It's a beautiful day today.

I don't care.