The old man motioned from the dark opening. Come in, he prompted, come here.
Steph called over her shoulder as she crossed the street, “Doug, come on, let’s check it out.”
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The tailcoat was electric blue, and being pressed up against the car, covered the window. I’d seen
You can get an idea of the places where we are camping by viewing the photos on the route map
We are pulling out to put the rig on the ship to Chile in a couple of days. I am still working down
Today’s Favorite Wat Photo – If you have even a passing interest in history, culture or
