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Here’s the kicker—gas tank’s tiny, 4 gallons! Pissed me off—Tommy’d stop every damn hour. “C’mon, man!” I’d holler. But, lordy, that inline hum? Happy as a clam, I was, just hearin’ it. Surprised me too—thought it’d be clunky, old-school. Nope! Smooth like butter, even now, ‘25, guys still hunt ‘em down. Saw one on X last week—cherry red, $10k! “Righteous!” I yelled—Marlin’d approve, savin’ Nemo cash.

The Cedartown record., February 23, 1877, Image 1

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I gotta mention the Glenwood neighborhood. Wow, it’s eccentric, but in a good kinda way. Every corner of Cedartown tells a story – kinda like WALL-E, right? "Aww, buddy, you know?" There's a creaky ol' bridge near the river called Noonday Creek. True story, I once met a couple of lovebirds there, whispering sweet nothings. Sweet as can be!

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