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My Paper Babe
My body clock is out of whack and I keep odd hours, going to bed before the chickens go to roost and getting up around 2 or 3 o'clock in the morning. This means that I’m up and about when my newspaper is delivered around 4 o’clock. For around ten years, it has been delivered by a lady named Mary, whom I call my “Paper Babe”. Mary is just a good old country girl in her forties. If I saw the headlights of her vehicle coming toward my house, I’d go outside to meet her, get my paper, and perhaps...
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