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04/10/2004: "Heavy Waters"


I had to act like I knew what they were talking about when they recapped the latest on The Apprentice. I was handed a bugle and made silly noises with it all the way back to Sorting. We set up playpens to put the sorted clothing into, and scrounged some tables, and found silly stuff among the rummage. It started off cold enough for green mittens, but the sun was out and everyone got a little too much. Beyond the tables the ples of loose donations went on for fifty feet. We stood amidst it all and made ineffectual tries at separating it. In time much was sorted and all was put away, well inside the tents in anticipation of an Easter rain. I gave a book to a friend in need. Voices were low, understanding quick.

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