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Robert Viscusi 101 Autobiography Robert Viscusi (1991) in my house we had an elephant named Italy grazed the parlor for peanuts stroked the back of your neck with the thumb of her trunk kept sitting on the chairs and breaking them when we went out she stayed home and threw straw all over the floor we didn’t know what to do with her there was no group for people stuck with an elephant the social worker took one look and left. we painted her sides with huge pink flowers marched her in the parade rented her out for parties wrote papers about her in school waiting for her to die, we bought sacks of lead shot to stuff her with but she refused to go. we have had to reinforce the floors three times and are always putting in another sidewalk. ...

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