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April 17, 2025

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May 4, 2025

The kettle which had been boiling itself hoarse for the last hour, was now called into requisition.I tried logging in using my phone number and I was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call me instead" option twice but didn't get a call either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call me instead fails.There was “What song would you like, Betty?”

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May 24, 2025

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