"The three old geezers ball me down to outside Sedro-Woolley ... I walk across the hot road towards the town ... first I comb my hair in a gas station ... then I start off-across the curving road is a factory plant ... I keep moving ... out across tarns and oil-meadow ditches ... and come out and lope ... into Sedro-Woolley proper" [Herb's Chevron, 224 W. Ferry, same building but likely different owner]
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