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And then he started to run out...

July 10, 2005

I saw something today that will forever be in my thinker.I was down in Bend. With friends. It was Sunday morning, and like old times, we were trying to get a seat at the Westside for some breakfast. The wait was substantial, with hungry families and Kavu hat/sandaled locals piled everywhere.Fred and I were on the corner, bullshitting it up and noticed this kid on the other side of the newspaper boxes we were leaning against. He had his fingers in his mouth, in an almost infantile manner, so one was quick to deduct he was a

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