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kinda macheted and haggard, and i remembered my mudda telling me that he had been severely ill with diabetes, but i had never found the time to pass 'roun to their yard, to hail him up. when mr. man saw me, he face did light up, and he rushed over to give me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. now, not
now, have you ever had one of those moments where shock renders you immobile, and you continue to second guess yourself, and it is not until you come into yourself when the perpetrator has disappeared that you actually have an apt response for the episode in question, and two weeks lata you still cussin...
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