On one of the service roads parallel to 519, sits this lovely little house. It is perched beside the road and covered in vines and greenery, but otherwise seems structurally sound. Through the window closest to the road, I saw several very old pieces of furniture. There was a sign on the door that read "No smoking-oxygen in use." Because I was wearing shorts, and was afraid there might be snakes in the tall grass, I didn't wade deeper for a closer look. Next time, I'll bring boots!
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