Feb 6 2009
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While at the park one day, a woman sat down
next to a man on a bench near a playground.
“That’s my son over there,” she said, pointing to
a little boy in a red sweater who was gliding
down the slide.
“He’s a fine looking boy” the man said. “That’s
my daughter on the bike in the white dress.” [...]
