The wonderful fellow next door came over with his tractor and snow plow and cleared my front yard for me. It would have taken me days. Such a nice neighbour! Especially considering he just lost his father two days ago. I didn't even hear him come do it -- I just stepped outside and there it was, wide open to the road, like stepping into a parallel universe. Such kindness!
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