Exterminators September 30th, 2009 Mr. Joseph Blattaria 1232 Ingleside Cocoa, Florida Re: Infestation at Building 55 Dear Mr. Blattaria, In the past when we discussed the need for some type of quarterly schedule for insect control at Building 55 you directed me to cancel our service and simply let you know when the problem got serious enough to send ou...
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