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A man has to do, what a man has to do.

It's hot out.

The sun was blazing.

Not ten minutes into the journey and it broke down.

Now I'm on foot.

Sweat dripped from my forehead.

Cars passed me by.

They honked and waved.

Do they stop and help?

Oh No, they just drove by.

Some laughed at my situation.

I had to press on regardless.

She had to have it.

So I got it for her.

Now I'm stuck.

The journey must be completed.

A man has to do, what a man has to do.

Mowing an acre of grass, 20 inches at a time with a push mower!


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