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This weekend the Tappan Zee bridge and my car fought an energy battle that left us stranded in west bumblefuck New York Alpine foothill madness. There was an exact moment when I felt the anticipatory taste of Barenjager and visions of faces of many whom I thought were lost forever, and i guess now probably will continue to be, faded away in the visage of a weird highway cop who looked like Albin Julius. Many towings, a night in a shitty roadside motel, bad coffe, five hours spent sitting outside a gas station, and 3oo bucks later we returned home to feel our woes. The next day we thought that petting kittens would make us feel better. We went down to the shelter. But they did not let us pet the kittens who reached out of the cages for us and made noises and were friendly but they put us in a room with dying cats with skin funguses and cat dysentary and snot all over their eyes and faces and the ground and for the most part did not want to be pet and hissed. And then two dogs got into a fight and they a guy had to throw a jacket over one of them.
But then we ate wonderful Indian food and slept from incredible fullness, which was very nice.
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