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I love Halloween. I'm thirty-one, but I still love it. I mean, who doesn't love candy?
I still live at home. I don't mind it, except for the dinner table. I said to my parents, "I've been sitting in the same seat my whole life. Let me sit at the head of the table." And my mom said, "The table's round. There's no head of the table." I

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It seemed like every time I looked at my girlfriend Cindy she was missing another tooth.
"Oh Cindy," I said, and we hugged and cried, and then we went to her dentist and ex-husband, Dr. Martin Peterborough.
My Cindy had taken up drinking. She was a bad drunk, a terrible drunk, a falling down losing her teeth kind of drunk.

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As the sister of the victim, Lorraine was invited to attend the execution. She'd waited through eleven years of investigations, trials, and appeals, but when she got the call, she declined, choosing instead to stay home and organize her linen closet. The damask napkins, some from her mother and more later from

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Afternoon was Mrs. Conroy's favorite time of day. After a hard day at work, her eyes were tired and her feet hurt. She enjoyed the nice long nap she took on the bus. Mrs. Conroy had made friends with the bus driver, Mr. Angstrom. He always woke her up before her stop. She usually f

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Suppose you set your mind to work on the problem of how you would use your own eyes if you had three more days to see. If with the oncoming darkness of the third night you knew that the sun would never rise for you again, how would you spend those three precious intervening days? W

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I have sought lov

Imagine life as a game in which you are juggling some five balls in the air. You
name them-work, family, health, friends, and spirit, and you're keeping all of t
hese in the air. You will soon understand that work is a rubber ball. If you drop
it, it will bounce back.
But the other four balls: family, health, friends and spir

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