Growing up, we would often play “catch” with Dad. His grandfather played pro baseball back in the 1920’s – and Dad also played growing up. So back-yard “catch” was an infinite game that we would play, simply for the sake of playing. When you play “catch,” when the person throws the ball, you don’t know...
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Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated.