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Day 7. 322 Miles. Saint Chuck, not Lou.

It’s the gawd day son, fugheddaboutit. I don’t know shit about saints. Butt. I’ve hit that frequency where it all clicks in. I wake up and go go go. Miles. Kilometers, even. If I didn’t have to go back to … Continue reading →

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