It was something my grandfather said when he crossed the state line. He’d roll down the windows at the border. He’d breathe deeply. And then he’d say, “Smell them air!”
Breathe deeply now with me, and smell them air!
It was something my grandfather said when he crossed the state line. He’d roll down the windows at the border. He’d breathe deeply. And then he’d say, “Smell them air!”
Breathe deeply now with me, and smell them air!
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