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Memory – The First Thing To Go

He: “Excuse me sir, I wonder if you might have some spare change.” (Looking down and away all kind of shifty-eyed behind his glasses) He continued: “Somebody was supposed to pick me up but they never showed. I just need … Continue reading

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Underground Switchboard

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