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| A pickup was sitting at the field loading up their bed with dug spuds right from the windrows I was picking up with the harvester. I told them to get out of there--they were stealing and we didn't want them around. THey claimed they 'didn't know those were the good ones,' and they left I got on the 2-way and told the operator of a harverster about 10 miles away to watch for that pickup. Sure enough, said pickup showed at the other field and tried the same stunt.
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