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AT THE STORE
"At the store, we are helped by a man with an orange vest and a lazy eye.
'What's wrong with your eye?' Sport asked.
The man did not answer, but looked over at me. I smiled at him, and gave a shrug. He returned the shrug. We commiserated over the innocence of children.
'Some people just have messed up eyes,' I told my son.
'Wow,' said the man."
From This Mountain I Built
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