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Just when you think your job is rough...
Every morning I drive past Wollaston beach in Quincy on the way to work, grumbling to myself about work ect. Then I see guys out clamming in this weather and that pretty much stops my bitching on the spot. You gotta have a big pair to lug the clam sled through the muck when its 28 +/- degrees.
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