I know, no one'll believe me, but sometimes it really isn't their fault. They could well have picked this up from someone else, and by simple accident of the draw, we were there to get it from them. Life is short, one can't go around indicting people for living it. And they are, in the end, a very great deal like the rest of us, although blond, I admit: simple, candid - if oblivious - goddies, really, just like you and I, you see, under the skin - in pleated shorts with cuffs.
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