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I'm not one usually moved by poetry. But I remember not a "car", but a bus
route in the 1950's -60's.
Bib overalls were not uncommon. The fragrance of the few remaining
slaughterhouses. Just a memory. But a different one than most. It was
normal. Thats what people did.
Bert Lile from United States