I haven’t, anyhow. It was not your fault you failed. I had to ask Mr. “Thank God,” he exclaimed. When the word “FREAK” appeared scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker, she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war had escalated from imaginary to physical. We mustn’t make it so. It was obviously pitched well, hitting her head at a good thirtyfive miles per hour. That's my maxim; and it's the maxim of every honest man. And, for a man who'll never see sixty again, he's in excellent preservation, I assure you.
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