So, I'm not physically in Texas anymore. I reside about 5365 feet above Fort Worth sea level, 706.46 miles away, and 2644 days from the land of my home. I've been alive for 998,265,600 seconds, and I spent 24 years, 4 months, and 25 days of those in Texas. The best chili I've had recently came from a can; it wasn't even Wolf Brand.
At this moment, I'm feeling a great sense of longing.
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SOunds like we need to go to Texas Chili Parlor! Wanna meet me in Austin sometime?
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