April 3rd – It’s Good Friday. You’re going home, mid afternoon. It’s raining, you’re wet and you just want out of here.

The trafic is awful and backing up. It’s time to just go for it and get the hell out.

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Author: BrownhillsBob

I told the truth - but told it bent. Wandering around bemused and ranty since 2007.

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