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About a month ago, I drove through a sobriety checkpoint about an hour after I left a wedding. Cop asked for license and registration and if I had been drinking. I said NO rather incredulously - he didn't even give me the test. (I did kind of wish he had asked me when my last drink was though - I would have said Super Bowl Sunday).
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Beck
Sometimes you get there in spite of your route, losing track of your life and what it's about, the road seems to know when to straighten right out...Mary Chapin Carpenter
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