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| The Casco Bay, my neighborhood swimming hole, yesterday afternoon. |
Today is March 17 and the snow surrounding our house still holds us hostage. I mean deep snow, like thigh-high. And chunks of ice. Big chunks of ice. Besides those indignities, there is snow in the immediate forecast. Not to mention homeless heroin addicts.
Sure, Maine does have some things going for it: There is little crime. You can always find parking. The movie theaters are never sold out, and often empty. There are lots of rocks. And plenty of lobster. And lots of time to be alone. Lots of time.
Probably the best thing is the fish. It's very fresh. I prefer haddock, but the halibut is nice too.
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