The Numberer

No, he thought. Surely not. 824305? No, it couldn't be. Yet there it was. It had caught his eye. Just because a telephone number hadn't drawn him in before didn't mean it never would. There had to be a first time for everything, he reasoned. But 824,305 words?

So be it. He took a deep breath. But as he was trying to untangle the meanings of the digits, it struck him. He didn't really have to do this. It was just a bloody number.

Just a number.



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