BREAKING IN
TO TURKEY HILL
Frontenac takes Milwaukee. and
shines the light on beer, drives a
Pontiac to the Lake O' the Woods.
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Neither far. Nor near. Where things
matter most, such concepts do not
exist. I shoved my car-coat onto the
bus, saying 'Do not come near here.'
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It was 9 a.m. and Main Street had
not yet opened - though it's difficult
to judge that these days, having most
things closed from Covid anyway.
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I went to Turkey Hill, which was open,
and watched the locals gas up their cars:
Inside the place the coffee was flowing
and The Independant was for sale.
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That's local paper. There's a few...
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