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We were just waiting for someone small enough to see it, and brave enough to skip lunch, and kind enough to walk an old man across the street.
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MY 8-YEAR-OLD SON GAVE UP HIS LUNCH MONEY TO BUY A LITTLE GIRL WITH DOWN SYNDROME A RED DRESS — THE NEXT MORNING, OUR LAWN WAS COVERED WITH FIFTY LUNCHBOXES.
