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Wednesday, May 23, 2007

B.Y.O.B.

If the image of beer slowly leaking from a derailed Coors train in Denver this morning didn't make you well up with tears – where is your soul? I'm planning an impromptu memorial tonight at the scene (38th Street and Globeville). Bring your own plastic cup, I'll round up some pretzels!
Posted by Kevin Denke at 12:03 PM
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