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When we were boys, I loved to go with him to his dad’s café, especially when the carnival was in town, because all the carnies ate there. When I was President I gave a speech to college students in Mason City, Iowa, near where Holly and his pals had played their last gig. Instead, the house cast a foreboding darkness about it that not even the glow from the streetlight could penetrate. ving himself to call in and therefore trotted out the full-count official telephone greeting that was in t
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