In the summer, the air has this scent to it. It smells like childhood. That’s the thing about Wisconsin. You can leave the border, go to Minnesota or Illinois, but when you come back, there’s that smell. It hits you like a worried hug. Wisconsin is all of our worried mothers, not knowing where we…
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Implying that Wisconsin is one giant farm.
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iwillfollowjewintothedark reblogged this from thisaintnoapocalypse and added:
Yeah, that smell of cow manure. Nom.
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THIS THIS THIS I miss Wisconsin sometimes
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