Last night, against my better judgment due to the mugginess of the weather, I opted to finish my book at the River. I sat on top of a hill, laying out my yellow blanket and nestling against the small indention I found in the earth. The orchestra of music, laughter and water scored the setting very completely for me. All the elements seemed to
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I love experiences like that.
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