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Sunday, December 17, 2006
287. At Once I Was Irish, At Least - Thomas Whitehead
. There was no one with me, so I took my hot baked potato and while I ate the other portions of my uncomplicated dinner,
held the potato inside my jacket and right over my heart, and you should know, before we part, how I was better for it.