Nuthin' to do but sit on the porch and watch the tumble weeds blow by. This is the life. I remember back when I was just a sprout. This place was so busy you could hardly git a word in. Peeps talkin' about bikes and havin' fun and gettin' into arguments. Yessir, it sure is better now, I reckon................................not.
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