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His Last Days

To his doctor he said gloomily: My end days are always ahead of me. Puzzled, the doctor said: “That’s true of all of us, I suppose, but why are you so pessimistic, and if you don’t mind my asking, how can you be so inclined to so dark and negative a certainty, given that your annual just recently had you healthy and in tiptop condition. Why now this gloomy admission? Your outlook, doc, I’d never have believed.” So calmly the man began explaining: my end days, you see, began counting at the very moment I was conceived.

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Date: 4/4/2021 3:55:00 PM
Hello Maurice, that goes for ev everyone. Happy Easter. Enjoy your evening my friend.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 4/6/2021 10:10:00 AM
Hello maurice, you are welcome my friend. Enjoy your day.
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Maurice Rigoler
Date: 4/5/2021 2:15:00 PM
Bonjour Darlene. Merci pour tes commentaires. / Maurice