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Iron Bowl.

I have this vivid image of my grandparents getting a new roof when I was little and there was this Native American guy there overseeing the whole operation in full headdress. Like he was a chief or something. Red feathers. I can still see how red the fucking feathers were.
And god damn if I can't remember if this was real or something I just dreamed up years ago.

I get the same feeling when I look up at the night sky and am totally underwhelmed with how big the Little Dipper is. I mean, is it getting smaller or am I just getting older?

5:57 p.m. - 2013-11-30

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