Leaving, It is always sentimental. Next week I'll fly to Sweden. And while Blog is relieved [for a change of diet], I find myself suspiciously saccharine. Am I, in my older age, longing to settle in the SoDak?
Former Brookings angst softened by recent attention to alternative transportation.
Midwestern lovers (or friends)
A tiny pile of street gravel can be your dinosaur park.
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