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Well I like it when Arthur throws a dozen shirts in a chair and asks. 'Do you want them?
they are washed but the feel rough on my skin, I know an old buffalo like you will not notice,'' ''I'll take them off your hands, I suppose you don't want the bother of giving them to a charity.'' The last shirt I bought was about two years ago I think it was twenty four pounds, I had spent out and searched my pockets for the last 50p or so, the shopkeeper said don't worry that is near enough. Seems you look through a sandstorm Pat .
posted by
C_C_T
on January 27, 2013 at 11:23 PM
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PatB
Tell him for me that years down the road he'll be grateful. I wish my first had walked away because I wasn't mature enough to do what should have been done.Life usually explains itself eventually.
posted by
WileyJohn
on January 27, 2013 at 12:39 PM
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So are the days of his life...a long slow path to walk. i feel for you too as you watch the struggle. Oh and I agree that is a lot of cash for a white shirt.
posted by
Kabu
on January 27, 2013 at 10:53 AM
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Pat
'Sands through the hourglass' is a frightfully evocative description of what is not just his precarious 'journey back', but of all our journeys...
posted by
Nautikos
on January 27, 2013 at 6:21 AM
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Perfect description of the trip on the way back up. And the only one who can work it out to his personal satisfaction will be him. It can take time.
posted by
adnohr
on January 27, 2013 at 6:08 AM
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