So I'm stuck in Nogales, Arizona. I came down here under the assumption I would be loaded in one day. I only had two picks and I was here by noon, so no problem right? Fat chance. I'm stuck in a parking lot, in the middle of no where. Just me. I could go to the truck stop, but at this point in the evening I'm pretty sure there isn't going to be much for parking and what is left I know I wouldn't sleep because I'd be up all night worrying about someone taking off a fender or worse on Rosie, so here I sit. Locked in. Left

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