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Now we're in twin cities, where the Mississippi rises and then falls.
One is Minneapolis, the other though less famous, is St. Paul.
There are stray dogs on the highway and the local farmers moan about lack of rain.
When the winds blew last winter I'd swear England had another hurricane.
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