I am like Bob Barker all the ladies want to hug me and give me a kiss on the cheek, but they really just want that 100$ in my pocket.
Do you realize that that hurt? It really did. I care for your well-being, and you are not going to be well until you get a hug.
That kind old lady stopped the rain for us.
She said it would only make us cold, and miserable, and sick.
We thanked her and hugged her and she walked away smiling warmly.
I miss the puddles...
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