Found this shoppie in Kestell which is a dreadful little dorp over QwaQwa way. Don’t let anyone tell you it’s quaint, cause it ain’t. What it is, as Eloise would say, is scary.
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- Leaving the baddest of big cities, I stopped on a farm near the mountains. Now I watch the mountain, think I think, hike, cook, read, sleep, swim, drink a glass of wine, walk the dogs, play with the cats ...
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