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Picked up off the floor of the foundry where my Grandfather made ball bearings, driven wrecklessly off of the west bank into the Hudson River in a 1979 Plymouth Volare full of bees, recovered, and re-gifted for my 24th birthday. "I almost forgot your gift" a glovebox full of rusted nails. 

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