and I spent time in Philadelphia. I grew up with an electric stove (after we graduated from a wood-burning one), though, so this must have been pretty insidious propaganda. Gas is better.
A k a Regina Schrambling, I write once a week at the base camp but come across things between Sundays that are worth sharing. I suspect my emailing list is plumb tuckered out from clicking on everything I send around, though. And so I’ve sold my soul to the Google.
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