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The Right Thing To Do (Other) by Bethy

I met this man while having coffee, alone we talked for hours, then he offered to drive me home. I said, "No."

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 31-Aug-05/1:43 PM
I was once a free spirit... until the weight of the world crushed my hopes, my dreams, my micro-machines, and worst of all, my legs. I've been in a Wheeled-Chair for more than 60 years now. Life doesn't seem worth living. The only thing that gets me up in the morning is a giant pneumatic hoist.




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