Airport Travel Could Be More Charming

i love a small town. It's so romantic. We stop in por a litt in a cafe, and you just go on your way. Nobody knows you's out there in the world. I always think about the time driving down from san francisco, i think, or like, even farther north, to san diego,. And then you got to this town called eureka that at opted to put like, three, three stop lights in to just like take the pace down from 65 miles an hour to 25. All made me do wald, just resent the town to the point where i'm talking about it eight years later. Ys harming, definitely the word.