Folkpunk
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The Easter season began and Grandmama was selling off our belongings. Our sleepy Iowa town sold corn and gossip by the bushel but didn’t have a lot of room for old jazz musicians like Grandmama was. It was the 1950’s.
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Many years later, as he lay on the deck of his boat, Patrick remembered the day he got him. Rembrandt was a German Shorthaired Pointer and was dappled brown. Exceptionally strong and energetic, he needed lots of exercise.
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