As a rode through Huntington Park, my eyes caught site of not one, but a pair of ...
I immediately put my new found treasure to work securing the wayward cable that kept rubbing against and muting my dinger.
A muted dinger ain't worth a ding. Someone else's loss hath made it possible for the world once again to hear the unabated and soothing tone of a brass bell ringing merrily along.
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