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it struck me how different each person's
experience can be. on my last visit to SNF I discovered I was camped next
to two musicians, SNF volunteers, one a gorgeous red headed fiddle player.
we listened to her and her husband and others jam every night with some
incredible blue-grass. by the end of the week word was out and maybe 50
people would show up to listen to the daily evening concert. I'm sorry
that all you got was drunken, snoring slobs.
I would if I could, Mark, and just beat them
to snore time. I have come to the conclusion that the reason the snorers
always seem to beat me to sleep is that they are greatly sleep deprived
themselves and therefore fall asleep
quickly.
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