Grater Taters!
Oh, Iowa State Fair, how I love you. I anxiously wait all summer for you to greet us with delicious fried foods and sweets and the company you keep never ceases to amaze me. The flowing mullets, the toothless young men, the girls who parade around The Depot in their micro mini skirts and sky high heels, the older women who throw caution to the wind and go bra-less at the Bud Tent, the guys who casually sling their white Hanes tees over their shoulder and walk around half naked, gold chain necklace, chest and arm tattoos blazing; it's poetry in motion.
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That face in front of the sausage stand is priceless.
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