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From the daily archives: Monday, January 28, 2008
“Oh my God,” she said when I picked up. “It smells like cow.”
…which allowed us to pinpoint pretty much exactly where she was on her route.
“It’s so disgusting,” she said. “Do you think being able to smell themselves makes cows suicidal?”
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