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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Seger finally owned up to having been workin' and practicin' on his morning moves, but you will not read his confession in the front-page drive-in news. "Improbable as it may have seemed thirty-eight years ago, turns out there very much was something to lose," Seger says between sips of green tea. "Even autumn then wasn't autumn."