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August 15, 2007

David: Radio Days

“Oh, dear. Excuse me, sir and madam, am I late for the train?”

“No. Look, down the tracks, there. You can see the train puffing along as clearly as I see my husband standing beside me in his tweed coat.”

“I must concur with my beautiful wife. As I lean out over the tracks, I can plainly make out the engine. And lo! I also hear the chugging that must indicate its imminent arrival.”

“By my bushy red mustache, you’re right! Thank the gods we won’t have to stand out in this thunderstorm much longer, with its lightning and thunder.”

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