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Tip of the week… How to combat loneliness: body pillows.

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On the way to Ellen’s house last weekend, I heard someone across the street say, “Someone just invited me to a party at my own house and I had no idea who they were.”

I live in a college town.

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At the checkout counter, a middle-school-aged kid started helping the old woman in front of him in line get her things out of the cart onto the conveyor belt. She smiled and said thank you. She had hearing aids bigger than her ears.

The middle-schooler’s friend said to him, “Well aren’t you nice.”

He responded, “I always help out wrinkly old bitches cuz it was a wrinkly old bitch dat brought me into dis world.”

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Versailles in October.

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Balloons up.

I don’t know if I’ll ever be the guy on the sidewalk you debate whether or not to ask if he needs help.

I figure if he was there yesterday, and he’s there again today, it’s probably just fine.

And more hassle than it’s worth.

But I’ll probably wonder again tomorrow.

I just wish he had a sign, or something.

What defines needing help?

It all just balloons up. Each time I make eye contact, it moves something.

There was a woman on crutches by the interstate with the left leg of her pants rolled up to her torso. She held the side of a cardboard box that read, “On my last leg.”

We all should carry signs.

We’d probably just ignore them.

Camus said, “Bénis sont les coeurs qui peuvent piler, ils ne seront jamais brisés.”

“Blessed are the hearts that can bend, for they will never break.”

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