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You definitely hit the mark square on the head, prose that would make Jack proud, and make me wanna hit the road and dig the scene, you know I live but 3 miles from Route 66, ’twas a time I could walk out there with thumb held high, kiss these suburban blues goodbye, and catch a ride with some crazy cat ballin’ that jack all the way to Tennessee, you see? That was the way to be free when all the world piled up on me. Dig it, baby!

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