Tuesday, October 11, 2005


Once, there was a man who enjoyed going to the theatre.

One day, after taking in a show of "Guys and Dolls," he fell ill. His sister visited him and cared for him. She held his hand and felt the grip loosen as his soul passed from his body to the ether and then on into heaven.

Time has passed and people have forgotten the man who loved plays. Perhaps, someday, there will be another. Perhaps he will love the theatre as much as the man who died in the arms of his sister.

Although, I doubt it. I mean seriously.

The end.

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