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It's 2 am. I don't think my dentist is in the office right now. I'm calling him in the morning. He's not the one who originally put them on though. That was in 1994. I know one of the best cosmetic dentists in the city, but they don't call him Dr. Goldfinger for nothin'. I'd have to sell a kidney to be able to afford him at this point in my life. And last time I checked, that wasn't legal.
I'm sure this seems like a silly thing to be upset about, but it's just one more thing on top of a pile of things that have gone wrong this week. Should I save the piece that broke off?
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