A Tale of Two Żule

On Fridays I finish work at lunchtime. Last Friday, I had planned to go and see a friend of mine once I was free but I had to pop home to walk the dog before I went.

The weekend had begun. The air was warm. I was cheerfully looking forward to seeing my friend, who, now that he has mystifyingly found himself to be a husband and a father, I get fewer such …

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