Oh my goodness, I miss Andy's porch. I miss the consistency of the gathering of people out on the porch no matter the weather. I miss that ratty couch and all of the camping chairs "artfully" arranged around a table of ashtrays. I miss the arguing over music choice, which was as certain to happen as someone bringing Yuengling. Now, I work and
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