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i've just returned, just returned from the two

the two bars close enough to drink at and drive

all the way home with the windows down surprised

me that the smell brought me straight back the

scent of the aires the smell of ancient history

exactly the scent of the fair back when fairs

where at the fairgound in the cornfields

so we need electricity for that if nothing else

if nothing else, we need to have the fairs

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