Tensions are mounting and straining on the labor frontier. Some workers asked to negotiate with Morton this morning, and were asked to leave. I coyly walked around fields with a picking pole, staying far from the heated rift.
After work I ate two pieces of fruit, one pound each and ruby red. I will miss that color on grocery store shelves.
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Adventures of 2010
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