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brave carolers They passed by within the past hour. A small caravan, slowly wending its way up and down the streets of our small town. A flatbed truck overflowing with carolers, led by the town cop car, with the police chief's suburban behind. Lights ablaze. Brave carolers, with tough vocal chords. It was friggin' cold out there. |
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