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Open Your Hands
“I am tired.” Frank was talking three vodkas into our conversation. “Ya know there was a time when I had faith in people.” He takes a gulp from his glass, shakes around the ice cubes and then puts it back. “I had faith in people caring about others. Spouses, friends, brothers…” “People destroyed that massive meteor of naivety.”

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