I started to write a post about George Patton, existentialism, and neighborhood identity...but changed my mind. Today was a low kind of day (premonitions of Hanna? Apprehensions of Palin? Peanut butter withdrawal?), but the ever quickening dusk is snapping me out of it (sorry, summer lovers...but not really). So allow me to skip Sartre and poke a little fun at myself and this essential little corner of the world:
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Yo, thanks for the link.
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