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What a cacotopia this place is, she said, gazing around the lawn and swings, slide and kids there, and the plump nun standing nearby in her black and white habit. I sat beside her on one of the white metal chairs around a white metal table. I gazed where she gazed: Cacotopia? I said. Look it up, Kid, she replied, don't question my words. She was in a mood; I guessed her leg stump was hurting. She'd left the artificial leg off saying it was rubbing; although she added a few swear words in her description. You know that Darwin guy said we decended from monkeys? Well I think that nun is the missing link they are looking for, she said. I studied the nun: she looked more like a penguin that a monkey. Don't you like nuns? I asked. Some are o.k, she said, but the ones here I don't. Shall I get you your wheelchair? I said. No, Kid, she said, we'll go walk the beach. She grabbed her crutches and we went through the avenue of trees and out the back gate. It was early morning so we would be back in time for lunch and not be late.
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
Not Be Late 1959
What a cacotopia this place is, she said, gazing around the lawn and swings, slide and kids there, and the plump nun standing nearby in her black and white habit. I sat beside her on one of the white metal chairs around a white metal table. I gazed where she gazed: Cacotopia? I said. Look it up, Kid, she replied, don't question my words. She was in a mood; I guessed her leg stump was hurting. She'd left the artificial leg off saying it was rubbing; although she added a few swear words in her description. You know that Darwin guy said we decended from monkeys? Well I think that nun is the missing link they are looking for, she said. I studied the nun: she looked more like a penguin that a monkey. Don't you like nuns? I asked. Some are o.k, she said, but the ones here I don't. Shall I get you your wheelchair? I said. No, Kid, she said, we'll go walk the beach. She grabbed her crutches and we went through the avenue of trees and out the back gate. It was early morning so we would be back in time for lunch and not be late.
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Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 9:38 AM UTC
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