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When I was about ten, I lucked into the best job in the world. My family lived in a small agricultural town on Highway 101 in the central part of California. The name of the town was King City. King City had a weekly newspaper that came out every Thursday afternoon. The King City Rustler-Herald.
Every Thursday afternoon I would go from school to the newspaper office. This was well before…
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