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The road was long, at least, that's how Ephraim remembered it.
On his way home and reaching the bottom of his road where the bucket and slop cloth awaited him the following morning. He let out a sigh.
'That's one for Mom none for me. Again. At least, the bricks are red and the bucket black and the slop cloth a nice shade of grey and smells nice. And at least, home is still here, and at least, dinner will be on the table and mom will tell me to take off my shoes and put on my slippers and hang up my coat where it belongs. And in the sky, the clouds will float on by without exploding on a summers day in a blue sky. At least, I know that the red balls shine and drop into the pockets without a sound on the snooker table and I know I will cry myself to sleep tonight.' thought Ephraim as he took his place at the dinner table.
'How can you eat that meat?' asked his sister of Ephraim.
'I dunno. I just sort of chew and up and down it goes.' said Ephraim with
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