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That Time I Fell Out of a Tree
I’m flat on the ground, staring at the tree that ousted me and doing the mandatory self-assessment that usually follows such a test of gravity. My kid walks over, looks down, and tells me “we have work to do.”
I’m flat on the ground, staring at the tree that ousted me and doing the mandatory self-assessment that usually follows such a test of gravity. My kid walks over, looks down, and tells me “we have work to do.”
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