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don't mind if i do
My parents freak out a little about walking on green grass. This is because A) they both grew up in the desert Southwest where anyone who cares for their feet steers clear of the "grass" and B) they lived for several years in Cambridge, England where something horrible and British would befall them if they dared to step on the grass. I thought of them when I saw this sign near the opera house in Dallas.
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