“Afternoon, Frank.” “Hey howdy, George.”

«It’s about time these two neighbors got to talking to each other. Most Saturday afternoons you’d find them politely waving as they passed at each other by with their push mowers, tending to their neatly manicured tables, charts, and graphs. It just made sense that the grounds would look that mu…»   » source  |  + cache
 

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