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muddy rig "Well," she said, as we exited the post office, not a half-hour after sunset. "We can see how your day went." It'd look worse if I hadn't stopped, several times through the course of the day, to bail melted snow out of the muddy barrow ditches to clean off the windows and headlights. The reservoir of washer fluid having been emptied well into the day. |
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