What better place to set up my chairs and sheets than smack across from the county jail? And what better place to hold a parade in our country than right outside the jail?
Other people's lawn chairs rattled in the wind, tied together with twine or masking tape.
From the jail opposite, last night around 7:30, the sounds of cheerful air hockey floated out into the evening... the streets were completely empty except for the waiting chairs.
Other people's lawn chairs rattled in the wind, tied together with twine or masking tape.
From the jail opposite, last night around 7:30, the sounds of cheerful air hockey floated out into the evening... the streets were completely empty except for the waiting chairs.
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