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Well, my dentist died. Of a stroke.

I liked Dr. Ryan. He was a good pal. He had a son who he was very proud of and they used all the cool art programs together. He liked to talk art with me. We'd size up different programs and their capabilities and then he would remark at how straight my teeath were. And of course to keep flossing to keep that smile looking great. And he was going to make me a custom mouth guard so I wouldn't destroy my pearly whites when I go crazy rollerblading.

He was actually the first dentist I actually liked. I no longer minded going to the dentist. And what sucks is that the last time I went, he was on vacation so I only got a teeth cleaning. He wasn't there. I'm due to go back next month. But my dad says he thinks they might close the office down.

Good people shouldn't die of strokes. Yes, only bad people should die of strokes.

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