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Back in the small town, we hung around the gas station in the afternoons and at night. We drank cartons of iced tea and laughed about nothing. We watched others live the lives we wanted, but weren't quite ready to begin. —Ron Gavalik
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Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 5:44 PM UTC
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Back in the small town, we hung around the gas station in the afternoons and at night. We drank cartons of iced tea and laughed about nothing. We watched others live the lives we wanted, but weren't quite ready to begin. —Ron Gavalik
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