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When you're on hold with a company's customer service line, and have been for a while... “At Last’ by Etta James is probably not the best song for them to pipe into the phone:
I found a dream that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to rest my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known...
At last...
(with thanks to LSB)
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