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About Linz

Mate, once tried scrapin’ it off – useless, hands froze, yelled "Sharon!" like a loony. Funny now, thinkin’ I’d win against nature – Ozzy 0, hore 1! Old trick – cover crops with straw, works sometimes, keeps the bugger off. Them old farmers knew stuff, didn’t they? Reckon Fincher’d make a flick ‘bout it – "The frost is never done!" – dark, broody, me starin’ at fields, losin’ me mind!

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