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The fellow told his buddy that he just saw the fattest guy he had viewed in months.
The lady at the deli remarked that she had met the kindest man.
The woman recalled that forty years earlier she was sexually harassed by a dude who was silly and too flirtatious.
The family on Laurel Street thanked God for the gentleman who helped pay their rent.
The little boys were so excited about meeting the guy at the mall, who they knew must be the real Santa.
The audience gave a standing ovation for the masterful performance.
The mentally ill man lamented the asshole he insisted ruined his life.
The married couple was humbled by the counsel from the man who assisted them in saving their union.
The sister-in-law was bitter because the brother missed his mother’s funeral.
The waitress stared at the huge tip in her hand, which came from the stranger.
The landlord was offended that his tenant skipped out, leaving unpaid rent.
The reader was transformed by the author’s prose.
In all cases, the person lamented and loved…
…is me.
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