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Walk in Beauty

Musings of a word-shy Jutlander

December 2009

( Monthly archive )

For the asking

I had an interesting little conversation the other day. (With one of those men who hugged me. The other one was, incidentally, the one who told me a secret.)

I asked him if he could remember something that we talked about a couple of years ago: That there are people who could, quite literally, ask anything of us.

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Hugs?

I don't know how many men have ever hugged me. Why would I have counted them? Why would I consider their number to be even remotely interesting?

My best guess is that their number is in the low single digits. And that no two of them had ever hugged me on the same day.

Not until a few days ago, that is.

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A secret

Someone told me a secret of some significance the other day.

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