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Thursday, March 31, 2005 Damn, Flat Tire At least I was near a car repair shop and there were no blizzards. Which I suppose you could say is lucky because I don't own a cellphone and I don't know how to replace tires. The only other people waiting for their car to get fixed was a father and his two teenaged daughters who were engrossed in diddling with their shiny cellphones. The car repair shop was in the midst of remodeling. I had no idea that it was so easy to strip wallpaper off the ceiling. [posted by S. Y. Affolee on 3:53 PM : ]
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