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Originally Posted by cmyx6go
Seriously! I'm sitting here reading his posts about Brooklyn and picturing a hipster soy boy with skinny jeans and a man bun living in the area now referred to as DUMBO.  |
My town had no stoplight, no post office(!), but four gas stations! Town roads had no lines, a big center hump, & used to be sheep trails.
My BFs dad did contract excavation, & had a dirt track circle racer. Me 'n Artie rode in the back of a pickup for the ~ 2hr ride to the track. My other BFs dad ran the Esso station, my other BFs dad the Mobil station.
I now wear classic Wrangler jeans. I haven't changed much. Really.
Murf