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Twisting on the turn of phrase slipping down an adverb worded hazy thinking 
place. He was an attribute to thinking and all man. When eye get so old as old 
man is eye hope eye get just as nice as he thinks he is. His beard was long but 
not unkempt and he surprised me with his professional way of speaking this. He 
told me he is not allowed to enter the campus proper or the grounds this library 
has made famous and he was not a homeless looking scrounge but was 
dressed much better than the eye and very learned in letters may eye add. Old 
bearded wondered. He wondered what this bum in front of him could want to 
understand. It was a question about computers OH he came alive he came 
upright in his seat upon the bus stop of the bus Sun Tran. He did not miss a step 
he did not falter with his tongue but in a very educated manner he explained his 
resume. He has two years of computer programming to his credits and yet there 
he sits all hopeless and dejected because he stepped on toes of someone 
else's woes and they rejected him. Now he is educated and just wishing he was 
not neglected and the toes inside his shoes have both seen better shows. 
 
           
 
 
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