I never did like that old man very much. Often, he sat by the train station, playing his harmonica, singing…
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loving the poor
Happiness in a Nutshell.
Happiness is waking up every day at 6am in the village, jogging in the freezing cold underneath a canopy of…
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Beautiful People.
Thank you all for your thoughtful emails, notes and prayers for me. I arrived at 2am this morning, after a…
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