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California, details, fog, memory, rain
On a cool and rainy Thursday afternoon in Pennsylvania.
I don’t recall when or where we were when we discovered him. It was either before, during or after the good times. How’s that for a foggy memory?
Songs and friends remain and have a hard time fading away even if the details get fuzzy. All I know is that we were special.
And then there’s this one:
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