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No Feet

Undoubtedly, you have heard the one about "I was sad that I had no shoes until I met a man that had no feet".

On any given day, I can be be prey to self-pity. When  I waken in pain due to poor positioning, or when I go without a meal due to being lost in the shuffle, or when I'm stuck in a damn old folk's home, it is easy to feel neglected, abused, and wronged. But today I learned of a man that became paralyzed and must live in an adult family home that is flea-infested, where they don't bother with positioning nor laundering the bedding very often. They have failed to offer him a meal for sixteen hours straight!

Allow me to express my gratitude for the relative safety and cleanliness of this place. Generally, I get a shower twice per week at which time they change my bedding. And this place certainly does not have fleas. Thank the good Lord!
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Location: Federal Way, WA, USA

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