“No finer food served…..Anywhere” – and you can bet it was true. This is the sort of sign that, were it still around, I’d have yanked the car into a U-turn, parked and gotten out for the photo, as I’ve done so many times and places before. It is sadly gone, but lives on in the hearts and digestive tracts of Ocalans.
The Postcard Motel 
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