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Last week I changed a tire in the middle of the highway for an old LDS grandma (2 lane no shoulders, if you been to Taylor AZ you'll know). Oma wanted to know my last name and tried to group me with others she knew.... I was not a local there!
In my small town I stop at the circle K often. They all know me by my truck. I guess I'm a local. I'm from Phoenix, but there's too many carpet baggers to really say anyone is local. Rarely I'll run into people that went to the same high school as me, and we'll talk teachers, and other Kids. None of which I care about. Kinda like when you run into someone that is the same mos as you...
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