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Jan 2018
I just put new shoes & sox on my horse. My wife, Becky, cooked a big pizza for me which I ate a few minutes ago. It was pretty good. Becky said that her sister Ruth would be arriving tomorrow in a Conestoga wagon. We had lots of pizza in the root cellar to feed Ruth who was very fat. Her son Reuben was a tall fellow who had been a cowboy, just like me, for a long time. Sometimes we would tell cowboy stories for hours just for fun.
๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ
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๐‘ท๐’๐’๐’‚ ๐˜‰๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฌ๐˜บ  หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰
(หขโฑแตแต–แตƒโฟแต แดฎแต‰แตˆแต’แต, หขโฑโฟแตแตƒแต–แต’สณแต‰)   
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