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Kristyn,
I just wanted to let you know, I am still interested in the above-mentioned property. My intent was to come in before closing to pay the security deposit, but time did not permit. I have plans to come in the morning, will that work? If not, please let me know.

Thanks in advance for your time and consideration.

Bernadette

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