"...Yesterday I thought it was me. You know, catching up with the paper after a long weekend, sometimes you don't read it as closely as you might. Yesterday, by the time I got to Sally Forth and Luann, I thought I had missed Dear Abby or her once twin sister Ann Landers.
Of course, things change. Newspapers change. But Ann Landers gone like Helen Help Us from my daily paper? What's next, Heloise? How will I ever find out how it ends? You know, the letter writer to Landers with the story of the guy who runs around his house naked in order to air his hemorrhoids? Is that a viable treatment method? (For future reference, of course.) ..."
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