Jiminy crickets, my people.
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A morning letter, to you!
Good morning! I hope you are well. I am sitting in the Apple Pie Bakery in Delaware Water Gap.
Well… It appears I am on vacation, my delightful scallions. One of the horrible things about traipsing through the woods with no income is that, eventually, you must come to a stop to get money in order to feed your face.