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RemegadeChef: The hunger rains

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It’s a rainy Sunday in the middle of July. I have the day off, so I really don’t care. If it wasn’t raining, I’d have to finish the mowing job I started three days ago. Mowing the lawn in random stages isn’t a very good idea, because one can inadvertently cut cryptic messages in the swaths—especially the way I mow. The other day I was wondering why all the helicopters were hovering above my house. Well, apparently I had accidentally mowed the words “Hoffa Here” on my lawn. Go figure.

 

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