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It Does No Harm Just Once In A While To Acknowledge That The Whole Country Isn't In Flames, That There Are People In The Country Besides Politicians, Entertainers, And Criminals.

-Charles Kuralt

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It Does No Harm

Charles Kuralt

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It Does No Harm Just Once In A While To Acknowledge That The Whole Country Isn't In Flames, That There Are People In The Country Besides Politicians, Entertainers, And Criminals.

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