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Sunday, April 20, 2008
Safety is a word that I've learned
I've been restless lately. In Houghton that was okay. I'd just head out for a walk. I don't feel quite as safe walking around here at night. So I drive to Walmart with a craving for Jones Soda and chips.
Yum!
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