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That walking friend of mine…
Suggested we walk to the cemetery…the haunted cemetery…and so we did… Was picturing the cemetery just up the hill but no…this one was a little farther…past the cemetery up the hill…over and over and up some more…old gal me…a little out of shape…kept going anyway… Walked and talked and toured the grounds…heard the story of the Blue Angel…checked her out…wished her well… Headed over to the stairs…the haunted stairs…219 of them…stairs…but as lore would have it…if you walk them and count them you get a different number going up…than you do going down… Tried it out…one of us going slower so she could take pictures…yes…that was the reason…dragged ourselves back up…and yes…we did count different numbers… Because one of us…and she shall remain nameless…kept talking…and got us both off count…but it was fun…delightful entertaining exhausting fun… And so it is…in life…you can find adventure…any time…any place…as close as your own back yard…or in this case… Up a hill…past a cemetery…over and over and up some more… And that neighbor of mine…agrees…
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