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The old man who sits outside in his underwear. In my confused gazing at the chaotic plot of land, I saw him. I walk past the one day.
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I read mostly about how for centuries red birds have symbolized grief and suffering. God knows what each of us need.
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Dirty, rotten, no good day. The gentleman who subbed for our human sexuality class today smelled so strongly of afternoon coffee with Papa that I had to bite my tongue to hold back tears. I could hear his shuffled step as he paced from the sink to the stove, water to coffee pot. He tried to do this quietly, but the click-clack of his tiny heels gave him away. He poked his head around the corner.
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