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A little boy ran into the living room where his father was reading. “Dad, where did I come from?” The boy’s mother cleared her throat and excused herself to let the father answer this long-feared question. Father cleared his throat and went through a long, careful explanation of how children are born. When he was finally through, his son commented, “That’s OK dad; but my pal Joe down the street says he comes from Melbourne and I just wanted to know where I came from.”

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