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Part 1 - Views From The Bike Path...The Other Way

Interesting menu. Sorry, full up on those.


These little buggers are all over the place. They puff out their throats and remind me of those neat old movies I saw as a kid.



This is where i want to stock shelves, just behind this complex. It is brand new and the ground level is parking, while the shopping takes place on the 2nd floor. There are elevators that take you and your cart down.


What appears as gravel along the curbs around here is actually sea shells.



These ditches were full of water a couple weeks ago. Now they are dry. When full they look like gator swamps.

This is Feola's, a pizza and pasta joint. We're going to try it this weekend. I have an admiration for the small neighborhood places that remain open when franchise joints are built all around them.



Strange looking house in kind of a can.



Another view.



An oasis of green along the path.


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  1. Two floor grocery store - you are in the big city.

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