How can I not assume that you lived a great life if you die when your numbers need to be counted in three digits and the word "helped" is used to describe you.
Love and gratitude, Mr. Fletcher.
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Love and gratitude, Mr. Fletcher.
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easy like Sunday mornings
Life was easy today. Being honest so I don't get more undue credit. We stocked up on food for the week, and then... headed for the beach...
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