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Old Nathan paused a the curb. He gripped the well rope, wishing he were younger; wishing --
No. He was where he chose to be, and he was the man he chose to be. He wouldn't have it otherwise.
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Saturday, November 20, 2010
Old Nathan by David Drake
Old Nathan paused a the curb. He gripped the well rope, wishing he were younger; wishing --
No. He was where he chose to be, and he was the man he chose to be. He wouldn't have it otherwise.
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