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  <title>My  Litany of Crushed Hopes and Dreams</title>
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  <title>Dinner for one</title>
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  <description>I grilled up some zucchini last night and, oh man, that was a good meal. Grilling vegetables by oneself on an old grill outside by the trashcans can be the most pleasant of dining experiences. It&apos;s like I always say, &quot;Food should be consumed in the most depressing way possible.&quot;</description>
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  <title>A New Pain</title>
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  <description>Today a friend asked me to help him with his whistling, so I kept trying to explain to him how to do it, but he wasn&apos;t getting it. He finally just punched me on the side of my knee and said, &quot;Whistle this.&quot; I don&apos;t know what that means. The punch didn&apos;t really hurt, so that was good. But then I told him that the punch didn&apos;t hurt. That was a mistake. Then he got his brother to punch me on the side of my knee. That one hurt. A lot. I started to elevate my mind so I wouldn&apos;t be able to feel the pain, but I decided that feeling the pain was better than feeling nothing at all. I have given the pain in my knee a name. I call him, &quot;Kreigh.&quot;</description>
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