She was standing two feet away from me. As the escalator was going up, I turned my head to the right and noticed. The lady, around 50-ish, does not have a left hand. All she had was a smooth stump that ended her wrist. I tried hard not to look. But my curiosity got the better [...]
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He has been standing behind a stone of meanness, hoping that it will keep him safe inside the cold, dark cave of isolation he calls home. By turning people away with his mostly sarcastic and acerbic remarks, he hopes that they will eventually give up trying to see if there is any soft spot in [...]
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After spending more than 12 hours cleaning, sorting through clothes, books, CDs, cosmetics (to keep, give or throw away?) yesterday, I hit the bed at the unholy hour of 1 am today with muscles throbbing and with so little strength left that all I managed to utter as a prayer was, “Lord, I am so [...]
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“Your attitude of kindness and generosity, especially to your lola, is remarkable.”
“What a responsible and wise man you have become. I praise God for you.”
These are just two of the compliments I have dished out lately, yesterday and today, respectively, to be exact. The first one, said to a friend who paid for his lola’s [...]
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