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From the writings of Jonathan Mack
Have I mentioned someone is here with me? My husband.Anyone who reads those words must necessarily feel a pang of sympathy for him. Poverino! Certainly he is first-rate, has chosen me the way my brother used to rescue baby owls and attempt to nurse them back to health in a cardboard box.A hopeless endeavor, but still admirable, don’t you think?
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