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tap tap… Driver. Settle up I do believe A Dr… has engaged the sun. You of time Draw a space of One… but Yes.terd.ays gone? ”...Ms.Daisy…” It’s me dear Model t Rear seat Engine driving me crank shaft belts a craft ranks par for a party. Ever Tsu. nam.me.in.me thoughts of a bonding similarity Oh Dear… A Storm I do hope In it’s Complexity Simply starts to simplify me… as I ramble I might just be… a ;plAce talking your way. Are we lost? Honey?

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Date: 6/24/2010 11:50:00 AM
What a fun reflection on a ride in that old Model T, Izzy. We've missed you. Nice to see you posting again. Love, Carolyn
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