The Jail
(eerily country clubish don't you think?)
These fields of gold are everywhere. They're breathtaking. I told Ben I wanted to find out what it was and plant some.
Turns out it's tobacco.
hmmmmm, that might be a problem.
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It almost seems inviting.... like we should pack our bags and spend a luxurious, relaxing couple of nights there without the kiddos..... weird.
oh, how I love the south! call me! I don't have you number. If you don't have my number email me at marsblair at gmail
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