I keep looking for piles of discarded O2 tanks from oh-so-considerate mountaineers, but I can't find them. I keep looking for Sherpa guides who might want to guide me from Cub foods up this steep, apparent mountain and to my home on its slope, (plus, when Tristan was a baby, he had the COOLEST Sherpa-style hat that he looked adorable in and I keep
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One word: OVERTIME
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