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::Making Grown Men Cry Since 1992
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I leave my small boat to backstroke up the river. The river is suddenly crowded with boats. I try to swim back to my boat to retrieve my wallet. I climb out at a bridge and meet my pals P and R. P lies sprawled in an open cooler full of ice. The river is now bone dry.