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Being positive
My brother's wife grandfather told a story about old days. He was a gunner during WWII. They were wandering in the wilderness; no shower, no clean clothes, leaking boots, dirt everywhere. In short, it was a milk run. In his spare time grandfather had a peculiar daily routine: he took off his shirt, put it on a gun shield and thrashed it till dead lice' mess began to ooze through the shirt. Thus, he had no lice a day or two after the procedure.
This nice sketch always reminds me that we usually have no real problems except unicorn flu, and life is more or less awesome in civilized countries.


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