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Last night I had a dream that I ate lots and lots of meat (steak and fried chicken mostly), that Scott Hillier upon moving to Texas took up sporting a handlebar mustache, and that we were constantly surrounded by paintings no matter where we were. Hmmmm. . . . do I miss texas I do believe. Oddly enough this all took place in New Mexico. I think
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