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Friday, November 05, 2010

Mournful sound

I'm sitting here tonight watching a show on John R. Cash and during a segment about his collaberation with that fucking hippie Bob Dylan, the train whistles starting blowing down in the freight yards south of town.
Wonderful timing.....

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