Rose drove me to Atlantic City for the days before the 4th of July. We took some sort of old-timey road with old timey things on it. I made friends with a giant cow:
While Rose prefered the Cowboy...
We passed a huge roadside shrine, right after the frozen yogurt shop / driving range.
Despite some initial hesitation, the room turned out to be sort of nice, complete with mini kitchen, multiple styles of free soaps, Comedy Central and a pretty decent veiw.
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
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2 comments:
as another marissa hailing from delaware (sort of), i second marissa b's comment. i, too, know this cowboy and cowtown. you missed out dude.
2 marissas? i don't know how to deal with that.
anyway, if cowtown had been open, we would of gone.
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