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We found our Apache truck perched on a concrete guard rail. Like a new discovery. Like we were coming at it with pick-axes from a long way below, a climb to a r...
We found our Apache truck perched on a concrete guard rail. Like a new discovery. Like we were coming at it with pick-axes from a long way below, a climb to a r...
I’m listening to Bob Dylan play Forever Young and reading an email telling me my cousin Jack is in trouble with blood clots in his leg and a racing heart—has be...