Findany | Cliff Martin

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"There was a jumble of bright sweaters, and scarfs fluttering in the wind; a jumble of voices shrieking without purpose over the roar of the motor, and overstressed hiccoughs of laughter, a girl sat sideways, her legs flung over the side of the car; she wore a man's straw hat slipping down her nose and she yanked savagely at the strings of a ukelele, ejecting raucous sounds, yelling "hey!" These people were enjoying a day of there existence; they were shrieking to the sky their release from the work and burdens of the days behind them; they had worked and carried the burdens in order to reach a goal~and this was the goal."