Shit happens, more often than not, in the vicinity of those who are full of it.
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I was just trying to remember where we went to get sun in the Midwest. Growing up on the farm, most of our days were spent outside! To have to find a place to sun one’s self was seen as a pathetic pseudo-activity of city dwellers. And the concept of going to the beach was…just…foreign.