03.02.09 | Ever since I was a skinny kid on the block getting pounded on by the big guys - yup, that's the way it was in the days when we walked to school in subzero weather and three feet of snow  - I've always wanted to get a mastiff, a great big one. I would call him Sherman, and everyone I met would smile and say hello as they moved to the other side of the street.

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