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Originally Posted by panZZer
When I was up yonder earlier this yr, I took a backroad--that was apparently 300 yrs old , from Putnam Ct down twards Hartford, and before I got to Ashford I saw all the fields lines with the flat rock fences stacked everywhere, the first pilgrams children had obsessive compulsive rock stacking fixation, cubing off all the land they just stole from the Native people. anyhow the rock fences are like condos for all those mice up there in Ct and Ma.
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When I stopped in Ashford at the library it was in a 300 yr old building that was either a town hall or school building in its earlier days, I went in to get access to send some emails, up on the top floor.
I was sitting at this terminal with my back facing the rows of stacks.....
Some disincarnated entity was right there watching me do my 21st century task looking over my shoulder. I seemed to sense she was female and very benign.