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At ninety years old, I dressed as a poor old man and walked into my own supermarketwhat happened next
By the age of sixty-nine, I understood: the cruelest deception is when children murmur “
“Whod want a boring little grey mouse like you?” Everyone laughed. But as time passed, each
She was wheeled through the corridors of the regional hospital in her chair… “Where to?”
Oh, youve got to hear this storyits one of those that sticks with you. So, theres this bloke, James
THE NIGHT VISITOR She hurried down the empty street, the sharp click of her heels echoing off the silent pavement.
“Shh… can you hear that rustling?” came the hushed, alarmed voices as passersby approached
The woman saw a homeless man freezing in the open air and, taking pity on him, gave him the keys to her cottage.
The reliable little grey mouse! Whod even want you? everyone used to laugh. But as time passed, every
**Diary Entry A Lesson in Leadership** “You’re fired, you useless waste of space!”