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Pulled up to the stop light was a large SUV type vehicle with the windows half-down on a truly wonderful evening with light breezes and temperatures hovering near 70 degrees.  A type of night that we waited for many months to arrive in Madison.

There was music playing loudly so that every word could be heard.

Most of it did not register as I was tuning it out until it repeated the phrase about F…… Y…   As in the act of ……

I turned to the woman in her 20?s that was cleaning up a table adjacent to ours and asked “Did I just hear that?’

Via “Did I Just Hear That?” @ CAFFEINATED POLITICS.

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