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This pear...

...was given to me as a thank you for a kind deed I did. (It is long since eaten, but not forgotten because it will remain a symbol to me.) Today I received the kindest of words for some time I took to do something for a friend and I was reminded of the pear. It's the little things that mean the most.

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