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| The Potomac/Chesapeake confluence, where Button Gwinnett met Lafayette or some such |
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| "Where's Sammy Hagar?" |
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| Sort of Anne Tyler-ish, the whole little town |
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| Mother and son, "sea"side |
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| Madonna of the Waters, etc |
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| Oh, man, here comes Uncle Troy with some buckets and a shovel! |
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| "Hot damn!" |
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| "Any doubloons I find, I'm spending the money right away. Carpe diem!" |
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| "Poignant" editing. |
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| Yes, I really need to hear this guy at a beachside bar doing song-stories about how he coulda shoulda made it. I can listen to my own head if I want to hear that, pal. |
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| Two nights! Praying they pull out the orgasmic "Out of the Tiles" they did at Polly's in Roanoke last June. |
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| Happy |
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