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Re: trip report / july fourth, twenty-fourteen
The sun is intense today. Dangerously, blistering hot. Just the way I like it. No chance whatsoever of snow.


I get into a cab without knowing where I wanted to go. I can tell he's a young driver with old patience. I blurted out the first place I could think of...Margaritaville. Him screw up him face. I couldn't wait to get out of his car. I worried he would charge me double fare because I'm taking up the space for two people,
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