A New Place to Get Lost

Discoveries are gifts from fate.

Today I happened upon an idea. It was ordinary, at least to me anyway. A few miles away from my house there's a beautiful marsh land. The airport is its neighbor, but that won't be a problem. I drove by the marsh while going down Boardman road and realized that there to the left of me sat a fine place to drop off my "acquaintances". Sure, it's not perfect, but a marsh usually reeks of death and that's what I was hoping for. We'll see how it works out for me, maybe tomorrow. Yeah, tomorrow would be good.

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