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April 1, 2003

Drywall Mud

Late into the night they toiled, applying that which the ancients called “drywall mud”. And as the rosy glow of dawn peaked over the distant hills, and as the cock crowed the first call of the morning, they stepped back to survey their accomplishments.

“Pretty damn good for someone who’s never hung SheetRock,” he said.

She smiled coyly.