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This just feels sooooo wrong... But my brother is a foreman here in Panama City, for a large Stucco Company... Today is the first day he's been able to get back on the job in 5 days.. INS raided the biggest jobs last week. INS raid = No workers.... think I'll just leave this alone now...and tiptoe out.....
