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I know, I know. Sorry about
the attachment. It’s early and the
coffee maker’s down. Clint Black "You smell that? Do you smell that?
...Ghost Rock, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that. I love the
smell of ghost rock in the morning. You know, one time we had a hill bombed,
for twelve hours. When it was all over I walked up. We didn't find one of 'em,
not one stinkin' Yank body. The smell, you know that sulphurous smell, the
whole hill. Smelled like... victory. Someday this war's gonna end..." |