It was a day like any other. I went very far away for a haircut. Something changed that gladness and I went to my office, which isn't all that memorable. I actually sat here really trying to remember and thinking well, maybe I wrote it down. I didn't have to look.
In 40 years of writing it down and holding onto those books, I somehow failed to write down a single mean thing anybody ever said.
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