’twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a… SCREECH, STOP! Allow me to interject he...
’twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a… SCREECH, STOP! Allow me to interject here: you could question the sanity of someone who, instead of choosing to recite heartwarming poems fireside on a snowy December night, instead goes chasing the faint echo of roading engines in Cabo San Lucas – … Continue reading
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