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Mr. Grim Getting Lucky These days when he Wnds himself traveling back to inhabit one of his previous selves— the one who, perhaps, in the warm front seat of his father’s old Ford, pressed hard against the girl who, despite her early death and departure, when she no longer had the slightest use for him, would always be his true love after all— he’s not that guy again, not even close. No, he’s this old fart who’s somehow managed to ingratiate himself into that world again, with a girl one-fourth his age, and willing her small hand down the front of his baggy pants, past his middleaged spread, and hoping she won’t notice. What kind of fun is this? And that’s enough to bring him back to this cold planet where he sits alone with every ache and pain he’s grown accustomed to, while she goes on, oblivious, in that other universe with that guy who never knew his luck was too good to be true. 44 ...

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