Atlantis and the Firestone

-At lunch his cell buzzed.  "Hey, Bobby.  What's up?", he said meekly. 

"Ziggy-Camryn called me.  Dude, you got to stop stalking her. Really? Seven am?" 

"I wasn't stalking.  I wanted to talk-to find out what I did. What did she say?" 

  Bobby, Ziggy's' longtime pal said, "She won't tell me anything and I don't pry. Why don't you try that therapist I told you about.  They say it's cool.  People remember their past lives." 

"Like you really believe that.  You saw that on the Mystery Channel or something." 

" I know but you need to try something.  You won't go to a shrink. You're beating yourself up. He's located in Manhattan-he's 

Dr Friede. I got his number for you, buddy. Give him a call," after a pause he added, " You look pathetic" 

"Thanks a lot weenie"   

  After some other small talk, they hung up.  Ziggy looked at Dr Friede's' number on a  post -it.   "I look pathetic?" he thought.  He hesitated then robotically dialed. 

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