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Ginger

June 4, 2011
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It’s 2 o’clock on the bright afternoon of the soul, the perfect time for three scoops of ginger ice cream at the Hallmark.

We’re 13.8 miles from our destination, where we will pass our last night on the continent for a while. I’m feeling fine about that.

We passed two cyclists. It almost killed us. But pass them we did. The Hallmark saved us from the humiliation of a change in our position.

– Posted from my iPhone

Location:Shore Rd,Old Lyme,United States

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