My mum told me about a time, a story about her grandfather, when he shoveled it into a wheelbarrow and dumped it into the fire pit in their backyard.
Some of us still have this as second hand memories
My mum told me about a time, a story about her grandfather, when he shoveled it into a wheelbarrow and dumped it into the fire pit in their backyard.
Some of us still have this as second hand memories
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