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Friday 01/19/2007 1:39 AM

Time was you could find me and Sheriff and Chaunce strolling the overgrown grounds at The Asylum just about every afternoon. If you were to add it up over the years, you'd need a comma in there to properly write down the number of times we made the loop from the parking lot, down into the woods, across the edge of the marsh (sometimes pond), back up and behind the building.

Everyone knew about the building. Hardly anyone knew about the grounds behind it.

Chauncey loved that place.

P.S. If today's picture looks familiar it might be because you've seen this place before.

File Under: Asylum, The; Chauncey; Sheriff
Music: Wolfmother "Wolfmother"

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