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Published: June 25th 2017
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Geo: 32.7485, -97.3292Texas invokes a lot of rugged images and we did kind of expect that we would be part of a wagon train as we crossed the border. DH was already going somewhat weak in the knees at the thought of a black hat cowboy jingle-jangling by us as we tip back a Starbucks late on a sunny Texas patio. She was blaming the weak knees on her recent surgery but she keeps calling me "pil...
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Amanda
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Poor buggers. Don't they smell they aroma from the steak house?