One type of place, well no, one place actually
At first I was thinking it's not one place, but more like one type of place. That would be a long walk with nobody there but water, and hopefully a couple of fish. Then I realize it was a long walk, with maybe a couple of folks you know along the way or at the destination, with water and a couple of fish. Oh yeah, with a porch with a bunch of folks you know and good smokes (gars) and something to good to drink that warms you up (scotch), and stories of the nights' fishing and younger days' debauchery (Cutty). Especially if one the sons come along (not necessarily for the scotch, well OK, scotch too then for the full rights of passage). Bob H.
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