This guy lives just down the street from me.
Mitchell stands by his song writing and happened to share that track with me.
I'm psyched my bike made it to his house last night.
I have pushed it back from around that area a few x to the tune of one 1/2 mile.
The last time was just this Monday evening care of some rigged out wiring.
Luck brought us back from Beacon Hill... One of seven just like Rome and Constantinople?
Mackenzie helped push, huffed, puffed and fogged up her visor.
Emerald City charm at her finest.
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