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Folks in the village use their voices as doorbells. Even though my house has a clearly marked sign with an arrow under the word “BELL”, not one person has rung it.   Rather, to get my attention they stand at the gate and yell, “INSIDE!” There is someone above me, so both of us appear at our respective doorways to see who is being summoned.   Occasionally, I hear “Miss Patty” and then I know for sure that my attention is needed.   This morning the neighbor just to my west was calling “Vanny!” in order to get the attention of my neighbor just to my east.   She responded.   It is effective, if your ear is trained to hear the caller. Along the same line, the hired cars that occasionally run up and down the sole road in the village are hailed by folks inside their homes!   They have amazing lungs.   I have yet to be successful hailing a car from inside my gate, let alone inside my house!   If I miss that one car, who knows when the next comes through.   It is the one unsettling thing