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08-21-2006, 05:34 AM
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Street? You lived on a street? In my town, we didn't 'ave any streets. We 'ad a path, an' I'm bein' generous calling it that. Thing was so rough you'd wear through a pair o' shoes ev'ry two weeks, an' that was if you even 'ad shoes. An' most o' th' 'ouses in town weren't near the path. If you wanted to visit someone, you 'ad to take a knife and 'ack your way through the bushes for a couple o' hours. I won't even say 'ow long it took me to get to school ev'ry day.
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