I love how things can just die out. Cease to exist. The remnants of the thing still hang about, but no one is willing to talk about them. Some were swept under the proverbial rug. Some were shoved in some dusty recess of the attic. And some were covered in newspaper and blamed on the dog.
But they are all still there, they're just ignored. And that
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We should get the gang back together this summer, it could be entertaining.
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