Today, I drove a tractor. Not one of them green and yellow numbers with air conditioning and turn signals, but a Farmall Cub with peeling red paint and a throaty purr that's pushing into its sixth decade.
I am in love.
8.09.2005
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So. Un. Fair.
I would give up my Blackberry for a tractor in a New York second.
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