If I'm not in my boat or in the cellar pouring, the only room I care about is my office. A quick look around shows I'm stuck in a rut for decorating, maybe I'll have to pick up hunting again, to add some contrast
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What's not in my boat for rods is crammed in two rod racks in a corner and what man cave is complete without a dart board
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Then above the book case is an old lady that wanted to play off Pegoty Beach in Scituate one fine day.
Below and beside is a little frig for hm soda.