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In which the metaphor about "bad apples" applies to other stuff

In which we take a few hours to remember why we live this life

In which we employ tools to make the job a little bit easier

In which there's a summer routine: ride, work, play, eat, repeat as needed

In which we have blue sky, hay, friends and traffic. And many many words.

In which we do the stuff that means the calendar is turning towards fall

In which it's time to say "Hay, hay, hay!" and I have help from city folks