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Butte Magic of Ignorance
Butte Magic
Is the same as no-Butte
All one light
Old Rough Roads
One High Iron
Mainway

Denver is the same
‘The guy I was with his uncle was
the govornor of Wyoming’
‘Course he paid me back’
Ten Days
Two Weeks
Stock and Joint

‘Was an old crook anyway’

The same voice on the same ship
The Supreme Vehicle
S.S. Excalibur
Maynard
Mainline
Mountain
Merudvhaga
Mersion of Missy

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