four month november

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  1. Pretty. This looks like some places near where I grew up. It actually reminds me of a lake adjoining this one golf course I used to play. Minus the screaming and hurling of four irons into the water, that is.

  2. This was the former watershed for the town I grew up in. Our town sold it to the neighboring towns who only allow their residents to access the park. Part of the thrill of being there is sneaking in and (hopefully) out without getting a boot on the car.

  3. You’d be wrong. The cops do not have any love of letting me out of places I’ve been locked into and it takes every last bit of what little charm I possess to get out of being ticketed.