Hello Again.
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It was a Tuesday when I saw Rodney for the first time in two years. I had just cleaned out the cat’s litter box and was carrying the bag to the spot beside the old shed where I kept the few trashcans that I pulled to the roadside every trash day (Thursday), and there he was on the back porch, sitting in the old rocker that hadn’t been sat in in two years because I was afraid to sit in it, and because everyone else was afraid of what I might say if they sat in it. I stopped--not just walking, but completely. My breath caught in my throat, the arm holding the trash bag went limp; the bag h
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Remember....Stupid people shouldn't breed.
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I appreciate it.
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"Seeing" the unusual...EVERY DAY
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