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Let That Shit Go
When my oldest son was getting married, he and his fiancé planned their wedding in South Carolina- where her family was from of course. So, I traveled down from Minnesota, and we somehow found a beautiful beachfront property to stay at—well at least at the time I thought it was a beautiful property. We later found out it had bed bugs, and I was eaten alive. Honestly, the entire trip I was under duress. The directions I got from the future father in-law were awful, the road s

soulfuljourney
Mar 30, 20245 min read

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