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Oct 2013
there’s a mattress on the side of the road that everyone pulls over to jump on. hell, some get half a mile down and come back having thrown their shoes out the window.  others go all the way home to get their unattended children or oldest relation.  some of the cars seem to be auditioning for destitute

rucksack
clowns.  also hell I saw recently a two person bike with no one on it give over and rest on the mattress.  my worst thoughts you beat with a broom.
Barton D Smock
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Barton D Smock  48/M/Columbus, Ohio
(48/M/Columbus, Ohio)   
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