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Dust. Mud or dust. The only two things in this damned country. That and cows. God I wish I had never agreed with Carol to move out here for the baby. The house on the hill, and the countryside is a good thing, it’s much better than the cramped quarters we had in the city back east. But, damnit I miss the life, the energy, the excitement. It’s boring here. Yesterday I got up and walked the dusty street to the bank to work. Today I get up, walk the dusty