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The Diary Of Cordell Talbot July 14, 2017 - Sixty Days In We made it into West Virginia at around mid-afternoon. We're exhausted, almost lost Tuanya along the way. I haven't eaten anything today or yesterday, I secretly gave it all to the dog. Clary does more than we do, and saves us bullets and energy, so I figured he deserves a can of beans more than I do. Marylyn would kill me if he knew I did that, though, so I think I should be a little more careful. But I think I would kill me, too.
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