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  1. Casey G.December 18, 2013 at 5:55 PM

    I guess you don't get automatically notified if you're not tagged in the post itself.
    S0: Barry Lovseth Jon Lovseth Keith Hoovestol Jason Beighel

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  2. Jon LovsethDecember 18, 2013 at 6:12 PM

    4145 deer valley Dr
    Marion, IA 52302
    Put Barry's in there too and save some postage

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  3. Keith HoovestolDecember 18, 2013 at 9:32 PM

    Keith Hoovestol
    7440 S Blackhawk St #14-207
    Englewood, CO 80112

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