we went to an iguana park. you are not allowed to pick up the iguanas. the guard had an automatic weapon. the iguana did not like being picked up. i will never have to put this on a bucket list since it has now been accomplished.
a pseudo-southern from the old line state, half-decade resident of the city of brotherly love takes on the alaskan tundra for a year of service with the jesuits.
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