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I was driving up 924 today, toward bel air... i passed ring factory, and came past my grandfather's community... somehow, by some quirk of maybe my sense, or the hand of fate, a smell waffed into my car, and lingered there for the rest of the trip... it was the smell of flavored pipe tobacco... a smell i'd known since birth, which has only been
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