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Yes On a morning break in the coffee room-- gray swirl linoleum. electric drip maker, microwave, fridge, and 20-bin copier-- when he says maybe it's dead taste buds but food doesn't excite the way it did as a kid or we chattered like squirrels first couple of years but now my wife and I just sit quiet even dinners out or something about not feeling himself anymore, I want to shout What do you expect--you thing with a swatch of hair on top, hard white teeth, and ten fingers? What's really amazing is you think you're anything at all, let alone something that can love and be loved, but I just nod yes, knowing it will hurt his feelings.
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