.(Spoken) I remember when I rode into town that morning in December of forty-eight.
Oh, bitter cold.
I had on my parka, my sheepskin coat and my brown and white spectator pumps.
Cut quite a figure if I do say so.
Huh, cute.
First thing I spied was a poster.
There's going.
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