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The slivers.  The dry, chapped skin.  The unkempt nails.  The blood.  All for the cause.

(And not NEARLY as much blood as Jack, like when I dropped siding on his head or when he got stitches in the middle of building the horses’ fence.  That’s sacrifice!)

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