It was a gastrointestinal distress town built on the manufacture of a forgotten commodity, a few lies, and a river that looked like dirt had hemophilia.
Being Mayor was like trying to do triage in a still rolling caboose that had derailed on a mountain pass.
The high school class valedictorian the last ten years had been awarded a round trip plane ticket …
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