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random chaos, with salt

Our lunch stop looks like a pink zombie apocalypse: all of us are walking wounded. Saw a 4yr old boy cheering in South Philly. His pink shirt said “Thanks for walking. I never met mom.” I cried for blocks after that. 58 miles down, 2 miles to go. #the3day  (Taken with Instagram)

Our lunch stop looks like a pink zombie apocalypse: all of us are walking wounded. Saw a 4yr old boy cheering in South Philly. His pink shirt said “Thanks for walking. I never met mom.” I cried for blocks after that. 58 miles down, 2 miles to go. #the3day (Taken with Instagram)