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The thick, sucking red mud of Alabama that hadbeen churned to cream by thousands of feet walking over it endlessly since the day before. Cold, hot, cold: if my moods continued to fluctuate, it was going to be double pneumonia time. She’ s always right. Before the day was out, the shitrain had begun to fall.
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