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Certainly one of the many reasons I won't venture south is the prehistoric bugs. It's bad enough that New York cockroaches are impervious to poison and even the business side of a flip flop.

If find yourself coming through NYC, give me a shout. If it's not on your itinerary, just tell Bill that he should definitely bike over the Brooklyn Bridge at least once. :-) Then we'll take you to the Brooklyn Brewery for some good beer.

Happy travels Steph!

Robert Sugar

I requested the life history of a pirate of the 1700s by the name of Don Pedro and I got a run-down, or shoud I say run-around, of St. Augustine.

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