Bare feet in the winter?

It has made me laugh many times. I was looking out my living room window one winter day. There was my neighbor, walking barefoot down the middle of the street!

As I watched him from the warm comfort of my home, I felt the mental discomfort of self-righteousness and criticism. Don't you know you could get a cold from that? I thought.

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December 2, 1985
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