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::Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
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G and I are caught in a time warp. The horizon disappears and gravity changes direction. We wobble like tops. The mountains reappear as we arrive in the present. We find our car where we left it by the freeway. I am disappointed that we’ve returned at the end of the weekend instead of the start.