I grew up across the street from a factory and down the street from o'Hare...now, if I don't have a streetlight outside my window and hear a whilstle blow at 3 a.m. with a jet flying overhead I freak out. I wish this was a joke...
We have three of those east of Atlanta, the cows don't seem to mind, but my hair stands on end when I stop to pick cotton.
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I grew up across the street from a factory and down the street from o'Hare...now, if I don't have a streetlight outside my window and hear a whilstle blow at 3 a.m. with a jet flying overhead I freak out. I wish this was a joke...
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