I could always tell I was getting back close to Lexington, even in a heavy fog,
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because it was surrounded by the smell of horseshit. Seriously, though, one interesting paddle was called, if I remember right, Licking Stoner Creek, and it wound right through some of the richest horsefarms between Lexington and Paris KY.
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