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No Cost To You

let’s try it this way, the wife suggested. It was all wrong, though, and they both knew it They had fallen in love with the art because the boy was upside down. The man who framed it had not paid attention. He had put the hanging wire on the bottom. The only way to hang the art was upside down. They ran it back and showed him his mistake. With no apology, he said “no cost to you” It was the last framing job they gave him.

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