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Leaving I-30, Take Exit Ahead to I-40 E

When you look at a map, things look different. We don't seem so far a p a r t. Just a stretch of highway, w i n d i n g a l o n g, The.distance.between.two.d.o.t.s. over It would take me a little a tank Of gas to get to where you are. We're (four-fifty-four), and I've done the math, My baby reaches -four-fifty- on the dot.
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