I was there to sit still at the beach, in spite of the freezing winds. But along the way, I wonder what happened to this town, the crumbling buildings, the quiet Saturday mornings, all telling me this town is a bit past its prime. But it is still full of character.
Sleepy Dover
Posted by fleamarketonline at Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Labels: Holidays
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