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  “OK. There is nothing s{#blank#}2{#/blank#},” the doctor said. "It's clear what's wrong with you.  You need more exercise." “But. doctor." the man said. “I don't think…”

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    “But I walk every day," the man said.

    “Oh, yes, and I know what kind of walking that is. You walk a few metres to the office from your house, and a few more metres to a r{#blank#}7{#/blank#} for lunch and back.”

    “Please listen to me, doctor!" the man s{#blank#}8{#/blank#} at the doctor angrily.

    “I'm a mailman.”the man w{#blank#}9{#/blank#} on, “I walk for seven hours every day.”

     For a moment the doctor was silent, then he said quietly, "Put your tongue out a{#blank#}10{#/blank#}, will you?"