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My hair felt like it'd been pasted to my head with three tablespoons of Crisco. My back hurt from sleeping on a board, and my temples pounded from hollering at our swarm of early-t…
My hair felt like it'd been pasted to my head with three tablespoons of Crisco. My back hurt from sleeping on a board, and my temples pounded from hollering at our swarm of early-t…