It was another sleepless night, dancing until sunrise. To think I awoke yesterday morning in the north west territories - a land of pine trees so ugly and scraggly that they are cute, furry buffaloes rolling in the grasses, blocking traffic and shitting on the highway, and mosquitoes that swarm like an apocalypse. Dancing in our seats, farmer and I
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