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On The Roundabout


There’s a serenity to life here, where soft wisteria scents the same sky where fireflies dart and drift on invisible tufts of  the twilight’s warm breezes, intermingling with the stars. History was made here, from art, to the flanking yellow pines, to the luminescent glow of lamps that light up a gloriously deep and dark sky. The rosy hues of ancient laurel thickets spill over into the joyous present. Relax. Be happy. You have found a place of grace.

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