He has a weak leg--immeasurably so. And so he hunches over each time he walks. Not because of any pain, but out fear that were his leg to give way he's that much closer to the ground.
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I wish there was some moral or didactic quality to this work, for no other reason than to put a conventional wind to my sails, to stop a free-drift to literary oblivion; but like a typical atheist who, before his slaughter, will no doubt seek the aid of God, I too, despite contrary conviction, am forever destined to wordy, generally incoherent and long-winded canvasses of thought. James Majoros http://cavalcades.blogspot.com/
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