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Saturday, April 5, 2008

Arkansington

I am away south on holiday. my accommodations feature no modern amenities; I suppose their absence is precisely the point of a trip to The Natural State. thus I may truly, in the words of our foreign domestics, "cargar las pilas".

I shall return in a week.
Posted by Nichol Caddingham at 11:17 AM
Labels: Arkansington, Highway 62, Ozark Mountains, Road Signs

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