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Saturday, August 3, 2024

Fire


Game, set, match equals tennis. Set, match, run equals arson.
~ Demitri Martin
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When the police officer brought my brother to our door, we weren't sure what to expect. "He was lighting matches down at the park," the officer said.

My mom pretended to be angry with my brother until the police officer left. She looked at my brother, then turned and walked away. I overheard her say, "Well, that's better than in the basement."

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