Yesterday I gave a ride to an old gent who was hitchhiking. I'd seen him before, in the rain, but I didn't notice him in time to pull over, and I think Mitzi was in the truck with me. But I felt for him. So when I saw him yesterday afternoon, I pulled over and mentioned that I was only going as far as South Hill Road. He said, "That's two miles closer for me!" and jumped in. I asked him where he lived and he said Reynoldsville, which is just a couple miles past South Hill Road, so I said I'...
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