how LR on the old board was kind of empty, and echoey, and deserted...
With tumble weed rolling gently amongst the sparse posts....
A lone wind blowing in the distance, and the coyotes howling quietly to themselves in the background...
With tumble weed rolling gently amongst the sparse posts....
A lone wind blowing in the distance, and the coyotes howling quietly to themselves in the background...
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