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April 21, 2014
Ah, Mondays: Nobody loves me but my mother--and even she could be jivin' me, too.*
I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
*With apologies to B.B. King.
Posted by Holden Oliver (Kitzbühel Desk) at April 21, 2014 12:59 AM
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