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Instead of having my mojo workin', I've been working on it. Four days off... each day bringing a new baptism in gasoline or its by-products. Eau de Petrol... the "essence" of man. Found in fine service plazas everywhere. Scoring karma points... uh-huh. Empty of words. It just might be that I've forgotten how to have fun. Now, it just sounds like work. Thank god for and extra hour of daylight. |
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