Who are these damn gypsies I keep hearing about and why should I be afraid of them?
For
the second time in as many weeks, I had someone tell me that I needed to
watch out for "the gypsies". I didn't know we had any gypsies around
here. In fact, I'm not sure I'd know a gypsy if one fell on me.
Why do I seem to be asking myself the same questions today as I did when I was in my twenties?
This is a much more interesting thing to ponder...
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