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They couldn't help laughing about it in spite of their heads. After the harvest they worked in a fruitcannery on the Columbia River, a lousy steamy job ful of the sour stench of rotting fruitpeelings. They ate supper grumpily at the Venice, that was crowded for once, of cold scal opini and spaghetti; the service was wretched. SES ROLL INLeft my girl in the mountainsLeft her standin' in the rainOUR AIR SUPREMACY ACCLAIMEDLAND SO MOUNTA

She takes after the old man. The consul was a Spaniard and didn't speak as much English as he might have but he treated them fine. The stuffy gritty hot weather dragged on endlessly at the Fishers'. Not that I'm not com-fortable here .