A friend of mine went to buy a foot the other day. Left foot. He lost the original in a war, and he didn’t replace it for a while, being distracted by other things, as he says, but eventually he did replace it, first with a bamboo foot, which was a terrible foot, he says, and later with a rubber foot he made from a tire, which was actually a pretty good foot, he says, a (...)
The Last Word
His Left Foot
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