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Broke Knee Creek
So,... I was retrieving tennis balls for my sister's young German shepherd, in a game of speed ball retrieval that we play. He tends to propel the balls into a nearby big drainage ditch.
Into the ditch I go a hunting for a ball, and down I go - freak accident - badly sprained knee - ouch! - haven't been able to walk to my usual academic haven to keep in tune here.
Injuries are good for philosophy, though.
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