St. Joseph is a sad little town to me now. I realize there are more things here worth missing when I'm there, and less things there worth missing when I'm here. The less I miss, the more I regret. And the more I regret, the more I tend to forget. Love and memory are a cruel mistress. Overall, going back was good. But this is the first time I
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Hope everything is going good for ya.
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