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“Hey Evan, we’re here.” Jim and Brad arrived every Monday at 3 p.m. A year ago, a motorcycle accident paralyzed me. Only my motorcycle gang supported me. My partner ditched me when he determined I would never be physically whole. What a loser. That’s when Jim and Brad came to visit and made their offer. We have met like this ever since. I rolled my wheelchair into the living room. “Hey guys.” “Hey, man. You are looking good. I hope that means you have something fun in mind for today,” said Jim. “Yeah, I watched this video of two guys...
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