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home = snowshoes or walk on the beach?

Last Saturday night Monty Carlo woke us up at 4 a.m when he heard someone banging on our neighbor’s door. I heard a man say, “It’s Jason, I’m looking for my wife. Where’s Stephanie?” I didn’t hear the answer. Mr … Continue reading

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