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Well my job has landed me in southerw missouri in a little town in southern missouri. The story starts Friday night with me stopping for a cuple of barley pops and hopes of meeting a couple locals, maybe even a place to do some shed hunting. I had 1 budweiser the next thing i know i get maced and smashed in the face with a pool stick, instantly broke my nose. So today i take a little ride knock on some (13) doors trying to gain acess all with the same reply we dont allow your kind on our property, so finally at the last house i asked what my kind was, simple reply your a yankee son. Are people like this everywhere or what?