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And now Bloomington falls to the forces of breathable air. Expect businesses to fail everywhere in B-ton.
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2 comments:
I almost moved to Bloomington once, just so I could be closer to "Normal". But I decided against it.
I was born in Bloomington. I guess that means I wasn't quite Normal at birth.
Whoa, we're on a roll now!
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