Her husband glanced at her as he stopped for the red light. "How many truffles did you buy for my mom for her birthday?"
"One dozen," she said.
"Actually, it was two," the satellite vehicle services operator said. "You ordered one for your mother-in-law and one for yourself."
inspired by metadata, the NSA, the Patriot Act and George Orwell
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