Another gloomy day over here in the lovely South Shore of Massachusetts and another day of zero pedestrian zombies; sans a few umbrella carrying bravehearts. Although, “they” were able to sneak in a playoff baseball game up at the stadium near my house, but no one waked their trash. However, first thing this morning, as I stand on my porch to check out the day, I spied in my backyard the below piece of beat up gray plastic (appears to be a from a garbage bag) and the cellophane wrapper and label that once helped maintain the freshness of one “Dutch Masters” cigar. Since these two runaways were in my backyard, they had to have been blown down the length of my driveway since the backyard is 95% fenced.
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