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Thursday, August 25, 2005

a needle

Who was trying to find a needle lost in a haystack? Was it a joke pulled by some mischievous or vindictive child? Was this needle so important that you had to look in a stack of hay to find it? I ask myself these questions as I attempt to sift through piles and piles of clothes to find my white shirt.

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