Hangdog

“I don’t want any trouble.” He had a lean, hangdog look about him. His overgrown beard hide his face, but his eyes, unexpectedly clear, held an unquenchable fire. Pulling his fists from the pockets of his old, military field jacket, he showed empty hands to the men barring his way. “Just let me go on […]

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Moving day

Tiny house hunter Looking to downsize my life Does it have a pool?

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