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Memories of a Joplin Bum, by Helen Losse

I’m real­ly a per­son who keeps pret­ty much to myself, but you’d prob­a­bly know me as the guy you see all over town pushin’ the old wood­en cart. You’d call me a bum, but I’ll get to that lat­er. I … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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