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CARTOONS AT FIRST AND FOURTH A cartoon was on my street today --- Tall, lean with rounded shoulders… a stooped and lumbering stride. His face an exaggerated profile, an easy smile gave me pause: Is this real? With wide eyes I gazed around seeing many more cartoons differing in style and size --- women, men, young and old. A window was open for awhile, and it caused me to stop and smile.
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