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On the way to the home of painter Henry Hill, we passed this place, which seemed eerily reminiscent of something I saw in Kenny Irwin's "Clown Room." |
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We also passed Melrose Larry Green, standing on a street corner holding a sign that read, "HOWARD STERN IS MY HOMEBOY." How could anyone be as bored as Melrose Larry Green must be? wonders W. |
