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Clint Westwood (a.k.a. Clinto) wasn't actually born, instead he was assembled out of a GMC rear axle, a pull top Coors can, and a musty pile of Hustlers. He keeps a constant eye out for adventure, and when he cannot find it he makes it up. No mountain peak is too high or laundromat too dull for Clinto to make semi-obvious, melodramatic and shallow observations.
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Clint Westwood (a.k.a. Clinto) wasn't actually born, instead he was assembled out of a GMC rear axle, a pull top Coors can, and a musty pile of Hustlers. He keeps a constant eye out for adventure, and when he cannot find it he makes it up. No mountain peak is too high or laundromat too dull for Clinto to make semi-obvious, melodramatic and shallow observations.
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