The man wandered over to the table, crinkling his face. He still put on his old man look, from which he had when he died. "The last thing I remember I was shearing some sheep and . . . wait . . . I was choking on some wool." His hand went to his throat as if he still had it in there and his mouth gaped open in shock.
-J.S. Milik
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