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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Culpepper World A Better Place
Melissa, hope you are feeling much better today. Not sure of your schedule tomorrow, but I have to go to Culpepper tomorrow evening and needing to get things done in Big Stone prior to, is there anyway you can cover clinic at Bristol for about 2 hours while Shenoa is out for a doctor appointment, if not I can come and take care of it. Thanks
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