When I used to winter in AZ, I’d go to
Nogales during the holdays. I can not tell
you the visage of brand new big assed pick
ups going south with so much shit in back
that you’d think they’d blow over with a
breath of crosswind. All we have to do is
lock the door come 12/27. We’d lose a third
of them.
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