Sitting here in the laundromat, I am reminded of Colt. As a kid, he loved looking under all the machines for quarters. Each quarter he found was like he struck gold. He was always so excited. He didn’t like the laundromat that I am in right now. And I now know why. All the machines are blocked off underneath and you can’t go fishing for quarters! God, I miss that boy!
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