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We'd only lived in the neighbourhood a few weeks, so when I first saw him mowing the lawn as I pulled into the driveway, I thought it might have been my own mistake. But no, I checked the house number, and I saw my wife's car in the other parking spot, so I knew I was in the right place. I shrugged and got out of the car. I reached back in for my briefcase, and then watched the young man mowing our lawn as I walked to the front door.

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It was a very non-committal e-mail answer to my ad but intrigued me enough to reply and set up a meeting. Bob not only sounded nice and lived not too far from me but he had enclosed a photo of his equipment which immediately captivated me and he was interested in the same things I was, so I e-mailed and asked him if he could meet me around noon the next day at a coffee shop around the corner from my apt.

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