As I picked up the
remnants of your disgusting habit out of the fresh spring grass in Upper Bidwell Park, I tried to meditate on the gurgle of the natural spring flowing behind me and forgive you. To whoever it was that chain-smoked the Parliament Lights and left all your butts and even the empty box littering the ground, I hope you got poison oak!
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