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Two-timin' us, eh RL?
Actually, jus' in from Pennsyltucky aboud'n hour ago. Me'n Mama Java took'a starry-night out your way'z we're prone'da'doo when the mood so movez us.
Some beautiful country'n fine twistiez you feller'z've gott there.
(Lots'a new-born deer too.)
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In life-long pursuit of that most mythic of beasts: the ever-elusive perfect corner. Well . . . that, r' at least a whole lodda clear spin-out room.
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