1. In the 80's, my housemate's parents had retired to a little cabin along a creek in the Poconos...
. . . . . ...deep in the woods. We used to go visit them as often as possible. . . . They set out apples and corn and seeds and peanut butter and salt licks and things in the winter. No TV, but it was not missed, as the live show outside their huge picture window was endlessly fascinating and entertaining. . . . . .
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