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The Fat Of America

-         I am sitting in the bus – ALONE. I can’t believe it! Steve left a little before 11 o’clock and I have been writing since.

-         The air is so nice, hot and dry, all the windows are open and occasionally I can hear the horses neigh on the breeze.

-         I would have gone along with everybody if there had been a pie taste-off but unfortunately there wasn’t and so I send Steve off with all the chickies J