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mint condirshum,,(sp)
Have you ever seen Jr. Mints spilt upon the trodden floor!
Or the YORK,, melted irretrievably into the grit of the hiking path,,
Huge fields that were lush green ystdy, are but a smell, and rows of stalks today,,
mint condition,,indeed!
YMMV!
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peterman
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