I’m home.

I saw the Milky Way when I was a camp counselor in the Pocono mountains (PA). It shocked me: oh, that's what they mean. To see it well, there must be no moon that night.

I know Daddy's Junky Music is gone. I remember when they closed. (Sobs quietly)

I have great Maine accent. I channel the Pepperidge Farm man from the 80s commercials and it gets me in the right zone.
 
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