Category: Journeys
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Watch Hill
The coast of Watch Hill meets the Atlantic by way of Block Island Sound.
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A Halloween Tale
I wandered through the quiet cemetery. Winding paths lead past ancient tombs, under gnarled oaks dripping with Spanish moss.
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Graveyard of Machines
I watched Marco slow and pull the bike to the side of the country road. I knew exactly what he was looking at.
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