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"Oh, look," Carrie says "another adult bookstore. What is that? The 5th one we've seen on this highway? "Yeah, at least," I reply, "what is it about highways in rural Missouri? I guess truckers must be the horniest profession known to man." We watched the signs as we passed by the XXX Adult and Novelty Store. There were a couple cars in the parking lot, but probably not more than the folks who worked there.

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Mary was dead. This must be distinctly understood, or nothing wonderful can come of the story I am about to relate. Mary had been my wife for over twenty years, mother of our kids, confidant, no doubt the best thing that had ever happened to me. She was not, I hasten to add, perfect, nor was I, by any means, and we had the usual ups and fortunately few downs. However, one morning, Mary just didn't wake up.

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