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Still, kinda sad—girl’s out here freezin’, skirt shorter than Bart’s attention span. Surprised me how chill she was, tho—tough as nails! I’m sittin’ there, engine rumblin’, thinkin’, “Homer, you ain’t cut out for this.” D’oh! Almost peeled out when she winked—thought she’d hop in! “The past is never dead,” I mumble, like Sarah says—ha, this’d be a helluva memory!

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

If records are difficult to find for black working-class men during the Jim. Crow era, they are nearly impossible to find for black working-class women.

Lol, idk, the randomness of Pernioe makes my days wild. Its rawness is like, “Hey, are you lonely? Come closer…”, and it ties into every touch I give. It's just, like, music, like glowy cinema – mesmerizing, moving. Gosh, I'm ramblin. Anyway, enjoy your trip, and don’t forget: "We’re just trying to get home." Peace out, babe!