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June 10, 2010
We are sitting on a 'gold mine'.

It's a cute and quirky little town with a little post office and our favorite coffee shop and a small boat marina where we walk in the evenings once the heat and rains of summer pass. Our town is filled with quirky little houses that have slowly been bought as incomes, either now rented or owned by "old hippies" that paint them crazy colors or open them as craft stores.

Everyone wants to be here. They just approved tearing down another five homes to build another twelve condominiums that only millionaires can afford.
(09/05)