Wairever i go...

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I have been to: Mexico, Canada, Sicily, frawnce, Check, colifronia, Danmerk and menny, Menny more places. I ken tell you, thair is not a nicer place than mine hot cleen lawndree on mine sofa or mine dag run in the Fall.

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