Baseball cards my nephews do not have

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Carly and Mike got me some baseball cards for the train ride between the Bay and Seattle. This is clearly the best baseball card ever. The train is running late and I have not heard back from my Airbnb hosts. I did get a Robbie Cano card, perhaps I can exchange it for lodgings in Mariner country… I have hit Eugene and I can smell the Ninkasi. So close, but so far away. No matter, many breweries lay in front of me.

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