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How is it that everyone on this train has so much alcohol? We always head to Canada at the beginning of the season, she says taking her seat again. Their laws are much more civilized. Cheers.

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Sara Gruen
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
Author
Novelist
Writer
Vancouver
British Columbia
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Canada
Law
Alcohol
Everyone
Seasons
Cheers
Much
Train
Seat
Always
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Cheer
Beginning
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Taking
Civilized
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