what happens when a chronically landlocked girl makes it to the outer banks? she gets a little carried away hunting seashells.and then she goes home to feed her cat, sleep in her own bed, and get caught up in the finer points of living to the point that she doesn't update her dry erase blog.
i'd apologize but i have no regrets.
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even if you run out of bag space for sea shells...there are always infinite places that you can store sand....the greatest of all memory makers....lol....
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