I have a hard time avoiding this in the grocery store. But I manage. I just slowly drive the cart away. Very slowly.
I have a hard time avoiding this in the grocery store. But I manage. I just slowly drive the cart away. Very slowly.
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I'm originally from Kentucky and now live in Texas. One of the biggest adjustments to living in Texas has been the trees in my life. I love trees, and I'm growing to love the trees of Texas, but still miss the deciduous landscape of the beautiful state of Kentucky.
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