I hope that I am lucky enough to grow old in Fulfeather, Vermont where the air is clean and fresh, where art flourishes in the buff, where a cup of coffee costs what you want to pay for it, where you don't need a library card to check out a book and where the women love you in spite of your paunch.
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I hope that I am lucky enough to grow old in Fulfeather, Vermont where the air is clean and fresh, where art flourishes in the buff, where a cup of coffee costs what you want to pay for it, where you don't need a library card to check out a book and where the women love you in spite of your paunch.
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