So I’m Traveling at the Speed of Bike all over Downtown Delray Beach, Florida (where my father-in-law lives and where I’ve been going to visit him for my entire marriage, which would be thirty years in 2020, if you can even frickin believe it), when I find all these half-eaten fruity-looking things on the ground.
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So I’m Traveling at the Speed of Bike all over Downtown Delray Beach, Florida (where my father-in-law lives and where I’ve been going to visit him for my entire marriage, which would be thirty years in 2020, if you can even frickin believe it), when I find all these half-eaten fruity-looking things on the ground.