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Really.

Now Jehovah Witness, wow Widdershins, where will the surprises end.

I’d love to run into you sometime.  Like at a creaky old Greyhound station and discovering we are standing in line for a same long cross-country bus ride.  Big country like across the prairie.  A little smuggled hooch to help lube the conversation.  Yeah, makes me think of the good old days.  Bet it could be a fascinating fun ride.