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Roland: An evening stroll down the back roads of Wasilla yields distinct sounds... the call of the nighthawk, foraging by moonlight... the lonely howl of a coyote on the ridgeline... Noise: WHOOM! Roland: ... the distant explosion of a meth lab. Later.
Like Sarah said, “It’s the real America”.
Meth labs, what could be more American than entrepreneurship?