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outtherecomic.com/d/20060624.html Out There - Saturday, June 24, 2006 Miriam: So let me get this straight--you just started walking one day? /John: Yeah. But it wasn't as spontaneous as you might think.//Miriam: How's that?/John: I quite my job, sold my car and everything that wouldn't fit into a backpack, gave notice on my apartment; then I started walking.//Miriam: I guess something pretty bad must have happened./John: A reasonable assumption. But I would prefer to look ahead instead of behind.//Miriam: In other words, shut up, it's none of my business.//John: I didn't say that./Miriam: I thought I'd save you the trouble. I'm in kind of a giving mood. |