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He said the herbs can't hurt me, but I should take her with a grain of salt. Well that was reassuring. And I having the benefit of both opinions, and some proving-grounds, thought that I should also take him with a grain of salt. Checked my prostrate and called me completely normal for someone of my age. I did not need a needle prostate biopsy, and he knew because he had done six of them that morning. I was to watch my PSA and was now off-watch. So he was great there.
Out at the lake three times a week two miles around would walk round it twice and he would and I would encounter many many people. Here comes Manuwell. I can tell by his body movement. "I could see you coming from a half-mile-way." "How's that ?" "Body movement." "So how you been ?" he asked. "I couldn't begin to tell you the stories - been so long I mean a month or two ?"
Another day and another "Morning Joe. Haven't seen you in awhile". Well I've been in New York. What's that about ? Visited my grandson at his college there and what-not. So Joe have you seen Loveforlorn lately ? Yes - saw him a few days ago. He had an interesting story to tell.
It was near a year ago, late April or early May rain, they walked toward each other and passed. There eyes met and he knew. That was her he said. He looked back. They met again on the other side of the lake. It was raining. He was in raincoat, rain-pants and shoes. She was in shower slippers with bare feet, fleece slacks under a knee length skirt, blouse of some sort, and a cheap leather with imitation fir-fringe shoulder-flung jacket.
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