So, they said Paul thumbed out, eh. Nope. Back after a four day stay at FAHC (actually it was three, but he’s not counting).
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So, they said Paul thumbed out, eh. Nope. Back after a four day stay at FAHC (actually it was three, but he’s not counting).
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Paul looks tense and angry—definitely bloated yet dehydrated. There’s a certain sorrow in his anger. Haven’t seen that before…could be progress, perhaps illusion and what you see, Duck. I love my brother. I cannot give him what he needs. What is it he needs? He has had everything material and love beyond what is reasonably known. He never has experienced the love—he has given plenty to many but it never sticks to him. It’s as if he is incapable or has a force-field of Teflon that deflects the graceful arrows of outrageous romance and true love of the family kind. This soliloquy is the sound of a broken heart.