A quote: “There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy and tragedy, humor and hurt.” ~~ Erma Bombeck

I’ll start with a story …

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I scout film locations. As long as the studio hands me a ticket and a generous expense account …

Today I am in Prague, wandering cobbled streets between buildings that haven’t changed much since medieval times. But the nightlife? Nightclubbing Czech style is wild.

I got a drink and sat watching the action. I missed her approach but as she sat next to me, she got my full attention.

Intrigued by my reason for visiting, she became my guide. Showing me the views and quiet neighborhoods that tourists didn’t visit. The days were a delight, the evenings back in the club heady with her leaning on me, dancing with me. I wanted … oh … I wanted

I looked up from the table to the man standing there, dripping wet from the rain. His eyes only leave mine for a moment to glance at her. She lifts her chin and moves toward the door.

“She has had her fun and now goes home. As you will. You have a good soul. You keep it for her sake.”

As he turns, I start to rise. A hand on my arm stops me. The Czech shakes his head. “Don’t,” he whispers.

“Vodník.”

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Now, it’s your turn.
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