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In a foolish quest to get into my third floor apartment from the outside, I took a fall and broke all sorts of bones. If the lady downstairs hadn't heard me hit the ground I probably would have died. "Are you alright?" she asked as I stared at my no-longer-functional walking equipment. "I don't think so," I said. The EMTs were summoned, and several surgeries later...
Suffice it to say I'm still getting around. Once upon a time I would've certainly been dead.
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BE JUST AND FEAR NOT
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