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I ran 6.4 miles today, from the New Street Bridge, past Stefko, East to another bridge, in some town whose name I don’t know. On the way back, I went by the Bethlehem Sewage Treatment Plant. What a treat to run by that! For some reason, this plant is in the middle of nowhere and has very high security: barbed wire, cameras, no trespassing signs, etc. So I’m wondering, who is trying to break into a sewage treatment plant. The only idea that came to mind was that local mobsters would use it for drowning people. They could put cement shoes on them, and tell them to go “sleep with the feces” (that one kept me entertained for a while on the run).

Once I was almost back, I stopped at the club fair to visit with people, and give John R a big wet hug. Hmm, I can’t end an entry with that awkward sentence, so I’ll just put this one in.