I wanted to get out and walk southward toward the park through the soft twilight, but each time I tried to go I became entangled in some wild, strident argument which pulled me back, as if with ropes, into my chair. Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their share of human secrecy to the casual watcher in the darkening streets, and I was him too, looking up and wondering. I was within and without, simultaneously enchanted and repelled by the inexhaustible variety of life.
~ F. Scott Fitzgerald
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My brother is colorblind. I forget which kind. Blue-green, I think. When we were young, none of us knew this. I used to think his disability had to do with his sense of style, not his vision.
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The other day, we heard this shouted from the living room.
Elizabeth: HEY! Do you have a gold watch?!
Chris: No.
Elizabeth: Any other unwanted gold jewelry laying around the house?!
Chris: No. Why do you ask?
Elizabeth: This Cash-for-Gold place is having a special!!
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