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Still in my grungies. Got to the hotel in enough time to call in for a meet and greet with some of my new bosses.
Got to love reorgs. Giving the rudderless something new to do.
The country and the people remind me of the land of my Lincoln birth. Some good, some questionable but, you can't fault the land.
Makes me want to build a cabin and start skinning deer.
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Harmlessly passing gas in the grassland away;
Only dimly aware of a certain smell in the air
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