On Route 534, I spied a sign for Catherine's Christmas, which piqued my interest for reasons I'll keep to myself, but make no mistake: it is NOT because I'm one of those loves-christmas-all-the-time-and-starts-decorating-in-september chicks. The readership can stand down. Your regular anti-craft, anti-cute, anti-etc. Erin has not left the building.
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