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How Are You?

Joe: How are you?
Mary:  I'm here.
Joe:  I didn't ask you, where you were.
I asked you, how are you?
Mary: I'm here.
Joe: What?
Mary: I'm here.
Joe: That doesn't answer the question right.  Correctly.
Mary:  That's exactly what I mean, Joe.
Joe:  You're confusing the hell out of me.
Mary:  No.  I shouldn't be.
Joe: How are you?
Mary: I'm here.  The answer wasn't "fine" or "good."
Joe:  Oh, I think I get it.  You're being funny.
Mary: Yes and no.
Joe: Is it like "so-so" or "I could be better."
Mary:  Bingo.  You know me.
Joe: You're here, not elsewhere.
Mary:  I'm here.  I'm here.  I'm here. I'm be-bopping
along and I don't feel well.
Joe: Your translation serves me well.  Your flesh
is here, but your spirit needs improvement.
Mary: Yes.  How are you?


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