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30 August 2011
There's a first time for everything.
Last night's first: sleeping with rolled-up Kleenex in my ears to block the sounds coming from the opposite side of town--late-night music (was that an accordian?) for the town festival in honor of our patron saint.
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Pat R
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Just be glad you don't have a peña right across from your house.
August 30, 2011 at 8:34 AM
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Just be glad you don't have a peña right across from your house.
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