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Tiny Short High Pitched Squeals of the Curiosity Bird

Wendy’s for lunch yesterday. We’d been driving down Hwy 99 from Portland to Lincoln City. Sitting at the table Jon picked out, I sunk into the booth just about exhausted and ready for my baked potato and Diet Coke and … Continue reading

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