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“The truth was a mirror in the hands of God. It fell, and broke into pieces. Everybody took a piece of it, and they looked at it and thought they had the truth.” Rumi
My friend Yummy (bet you guessed this isn’t his real name) popped by for a visit this weekend. Yummy and I first met many years ago when we were both involved in the same play. He was an actor and I was a costumer. Sizing him up, literally, I was whipping my trusty tape measure around his various parts. Chest, waist, hips, head, neck, sleeve length… I had finished up and Yummy still stood there expectantly.
“Don’t you need my inseam?” he asked, guilelessly.
“No. Sorry to disappoint.” My smart-assery has a mind of it’s own and sometimes these things just fall out of my mouth. Luckily he laughed loudly and at that moment our bond…
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