Itâ??s one of those gorgeous September afternoons when Minnesota seems like a slice of paradise, rather than a stage of Purgatory. Iâ??m sitting on a park bench watching small boys (my own three, plus a few they just met on the playground) pretend to kill one another. Itâ??s truly a beautiful sight.
â??I shall slay you, you dog!â? shouts one, from his fortress behind the slide.
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