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Six Pairs of Thick Gray Socks Saved My White House on Elm Street

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“That is very kind of you,” I said, looking at the heavy fabric.

“Put it on, let us see if it fits,” she said, her fingers adjusting her silver watch as she spoke. “And while you try it, I have a small tax paper from the county that needs your signature.”

She reached into her purse and pulled out a folded white document, setting it on the kitchen continue reading …

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