The real reason I left the city…

Worth a thousand words.

I remember telling Daughter that when I left Socal I was going to tie a traffic light to my front bumper and drive until someone asked me what the funny-looking yellow thing was. There I would stop, and there I would stay.

Pretty much worked out that way, too.

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You shouldn't ask these questions of a paranoid recluse, you know.
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One Response to The real reason I left the city…

  1. jon spencer says:

    The next county over from where I live does not have a single stop light. I don’t think that there is even a blinking caution light. We did a little research and it might be one of two counties east of the Mississippi without stop lights.

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