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| Saturday, 20. October 2007 
   Sat 20 Oct 2007
 
   Kate
   17:16h
 
 One afternoon Everett and I stopped at Skeeter's, a restaurant on the highway near Margo. Fortunately we had no complaints about our fries to go. 
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