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First World Problems

I was sitting in one of the local coffee houses recently – the one that ought to be named “Fivebucks” – and was the unwilling audience of a small group of people who were discussing their woes.

Apparently all of these folks have special children.  I don’t mean special in the connotation of “Special Olympics”, but in the sense that “my goodness, my children are so special”.

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