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Morning, folks. The humidity is back, slamming into us overnight. I was talking to Shawshank when I felt it. We’ll close things up and go back to the AC before things start heating up again. With Mom sick for most of yesterday and it being a game day, we didn’t leave. Brian went out briefly…

It doesn’t matter what I wrote. At least the cat is cute.

Now Shawshank can drive 2½ hours to mail the paperwork to the United States.