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Praise Pete the Phils won. I couldn’t take anymore of my day.
First, I had to drive my husband eighty miles north so he could catch a bus to ride eighty miles back to Philly to see the game with thirty people who drink so infrequently they would forget their native tongue by the ninth inning.
Why do they do this?
Sometimes there is nothing but a stupid question.
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