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Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected]             Somewhere in New Mexico I tipped a Waitress 25%         NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you.   You must travel it for yourself.                                          -Walt Whitman On a cool autumn morning in New Mexico A greasy spoon along the interstate Walt Whitman and I enjoyed breakfast together Bacon and eggs, hash browns, coffee and toast And it was very good – no heaves of gas But Whitman found an errand in some other soul And sang a different self to California McKuen rode with me the rest of the way Breakfast was ninety-five cents; I added a quarter The waitress was happy, and so were we all
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Jun 18, 2024
Jun 18, 2024 at 12:02 PM UTC
Somewhere in New Mexico I Tipped a Waitress 25%
Lawrence Hall, HSG [email protected]             Somewhere in New Mexico I tipped a Waitress 25%         NOT I - NOT ANYONE else, can travel that road for you.   You must travel it for yourself.                                          -Walt Whitman On a cool autumn morning in New Mexico A greasy spoon along the interstate Walt Whitman and I enjoyed breakfast together Bacon and eggs, hash browns, coffee and toast And it was very good – no heaves of gas But Whitman found an errand in some other soul And sang a different self to California McKuen rode with me the rest of the way Breakfast was ninety-five cents; I added a quarter The waitress was happy, and so were we all
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Jun 18, 2024
Jun 18, 2024 at 12:02 PM UTC
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