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#Do you want to come to the Beer Store? My five-year-old self jumped in near the wheel; (knew I'd get a Slim Jim out of the deal . . .) Quest for Carling Black Label: flat of twenty-four. Mt. Auburn and Belmont fork: short trip. The hiss pull-top can sound homeward-bound; Offered: the cold can coming round the shady lane corner. You want a  sip ? Beer cans have a different sort of tab nowadays; More push-in than peel-off.  What I will never do: Hand a cold can to an underage son. True, he was just being nice. Nineteen-sixties ways . . . Google Earth shows where the store once used to be: "Father and Son Floorcraft", which seems funny to me.
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Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 10:24 AM UTC
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#Do you want to come to the Beer Store? My five-year-old self jumped in near the wheel; (knew I'd get a Slim Jim out of the deal . . .) Quest for Carling Black Label: flat of twenty-four. Mt. Auburn and Belmont fork: short trip. The hiss pull-top can sound homeward-bound; Offered: the cold can coming round the shady lane corner. You want a  sip ? Beer cans have a different sort of tab nowadays; More push-in than peel-off.  What I will never do: Hand a cold can to an underage son. True, he was just being nice. Nineteen-sixties ways . . . Google Earth shows where the store once used to be: "Father and Son Floorcraft", which seems funny to me.
PROMPT #15: think about a small habit you picked up from one of your parents, and then to write a piece that explores an early memory of your parent engaged in that habit, before shifting into writing about yourself engaging in the same habit.
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