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There was half a glass of wine sitting at the top of the stairs, glistening in the moonlight. To me it was half empty. I laughed, Pat would’ve said “No Jer, it’s half full”. Without Pat I’m half a man. Half of nothing. Posted By Nadine Taki On 07.26.2010 @ 9:45 am
There was half a glass of wine sitting at the top of the stairs, glistening in the moonlight. To me it was half empty. I laughed, Pat would’ve said “No Jer, it’s half full”. Without Pat I’m half a man. Half of nothing.
