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Weird Things That Freak Me Out

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Weird things that freak me out: The sound that one of those county trash cans makes when rolling it to the end of the driveway for pickup. You know, that plastic-wheels-on-gravel sound that, in the quiet of early dawn before work, seems louder than a jet plane, no matter how slow you try to go, and you just know everyone in the neighborhood is running to their windows to see what is making all that racket.

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