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This sounds like the plague that Mrs. Elspode is currently battling...fifth day into the sickness, and third day off of work. Nasty red sore throat, with everything having begun in her chest like a thunderbolt from the blue, segueing into body aches, fever, chills and generally feeling like shit.
Iowa isn't that far removed from KC, so perhaps you two are sharing a common affliction.
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