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I have interviewed my subject.  I got my notes without much of a hassle, but then I lost them and had trouble contacting Grandpa again and had to call at least three different phone numbers several times each and only got ahold of him when he showed up at my aunt’s house with a rearview mirror missing and a cracked windshield.  His car had been hit by a deer.  (Notice the emphasis on him being hit instead of the other way around.)

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  1. Niiiiiice… Length, my friend, length…


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