Do you do it? The gym is the same. So boring. You go, you work out, you leave. I hate it. But it's good. You aren't fat. You feel better. It makes me forget my trouble. This gym was cheap. Now it changes. I pay a low price. I hope it stays this way.
I watch tv. I see Mr Limp come down. He walks slow. He smiles. He says hello. I just smile. I smile to be polite. I don't care. It's another stupid man. He helps me but so what? All would. The dog finds the bone. He will find this machine and walk. It's on the hill setting. I go but he stills walks. This is how it is each night.
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