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23/365 - Where Everybody Knows Your Name
On the way to my dad's house, there is this sad little bar that I am surprised that it is still in business each time we visit. I don't know the name of it, but for over ten years it has been in business.
It used to sit out in the middle of nowhere, all alone, but now at least there is a CVS across the street.
Update: I asked my dad and the bar's name is Fritz's. Kind of fitting name for the odd little bar.
1 comment:
UGH...looks like the Wisconsin/Illinois border. Bleh!
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