Since my son worked in Provincetown, some years ago, it is by far the nicest and friendliest place to visit. Surrounded by water that includes a beautiful bay where you can sit and have lunch while watching the boats come and go. Speaking of food, Jimmys Hideaway is a must. Food is divine. Danny Blakely is the bartender and good friend of my son. There are wonderful shops and restaurants that may take several days to check out. There is so much more to see and do in Provincetown. And don't forget the shows. I recommend a visit there before the season is over or perhaps next years destination for you and your family❤
After seeing things to come, and enough power of voiding the only drop of a thing, if a clam is all that remains - with this much evil plotting done by that hateful interests of its own on the side that momentary equivalance to heritage of an encapsulation that each next god or goddess will only at least match 3 of 1 who KNEW... THAT... ; that there's that much to direct continuance of which life is made; like colors of Jupiter wasted and galaxies with counter rays all in motion swinging and beckoning as poverty to address; like I don't understand the part about the fundamentalist return to hell for the 50 parts to drink types and every popular science agency to waste as why should one pain or one authority or one non-anything conference that gets bad and the 1 okay not be in charge of literally of course everything else being that serious to categorize.
There isn't an antichrist for me from my perspective in terms of directly equally matching me in any opposition of all of my points or role or responsibility; in terms of how resentfully as there not being any issue of all of that could matter or practically be applied, as far as who I might have ever thought about (everything) existing; that to another degree of a suffering point of heaven or hell on earth our issues will arise - only actually your 'issues': so guess how miserably you perfectly continue to DENY me literally enough for the energetic sensory freedom from your wordiness therefore more important to its climax otherwise (I wonder if that's why I call that the Sorbonne antichrist) - big guy really right on campus?
Speaking of the world population clock... to purely inactive defenders against nazi bio-warrior torturers needs as ubiquitous more on the side of the devil of which I peacefully spake - the Sorbonne antichrist. You haven't done a drop versus him in my defense, perplexingly; for anything or anyone of yourselves. If you ever find out what that means, God help us; there'll be hope - in time to limit munching to the unconscious. If you stacked all those lives end to end, by the year 4, 6, 8, 10,000 - I'd eat the last morsel in the meantime. Realize that's in the bible. Remember what people were doing in Noah's end of days: eating, marrying, and generally carrying on. My crucifixion isn't relevant as wasting it all: its animals' their own selves. I put up that sign; and as much as time is something to ever require moral continuance, its covered - if it gets out there everywhere to understand. It isn't a test or a need to crucify the sane, either; is it?
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Great tour of Ptown
Since my son worked in Provincetown, some years ago, it is by far the nicest and friendliest place to visit. Surrounded by water that includes a beautiful bay where you can sit and have lunch while watching the boats come and go. Speaking of food, Jimmys Hideaway is a must. Food is divine. Danny Blakely is the bartender and good friend of my son.
There are wonderful shops and restaurants that may take several days to check out. There is so much more to see and do in Provincetown. And don't forget the shows. I recommend a visit there before the season is over or perhaps next years destination for you and your family❤
I was wondering if Mojo’s was still there, but your video shows that it’s gone and is now associated with the Lobster Pot. Thanks!
We were wondering the same thing so sad😢
After seeing things to come, and enough power of voiding the only drop of a thing, if a clam is all that remains - with this much evil plotting done by that hateful interests of its own on the side that momentary equivalance to heritage of an encapsulation that each next god or goddess will only at least match 3 of 1 who KNEW... THAT... ; that there's that much to direct continuance of which life is made; like colors of Jupiter wasted and galaxies with counter rays all in motion swinging and beckoning as poverty to address; like I don't understand the part about the fundamentalist return to hell for the 50 parts to drink types and every popular science agency to waste as why should one pain or one authority or one non-anything conference that gets bad and the 1 okay not be in charge of literally of course everything else being that serious to categorize.
There isn't an antichrist for me from my perspective in terms of directly equally matching me in any opposition of all of my points or role or responsibility; in terms of how resentfully as there not being any issue of all of that could matter or practically be applied, as far as who I might have ever thought about (everything) existing; that to another degree of a suffering point of heaven or hell on earth our issues will arise - only actually your 'issues': so guess how miserably you perfectly continue to DENY me literally enough for the energetic sensory freedom from your wordiness therefore more important to its climax otherwise (I wonder if that's why I call that the Sorbonne antichrist) - big guy really right on campus?
Speaking of the world population clock... to purely inactive defenders against nazi bio-warrior torturers needs as ubiquitous more on the side of the devil of which I peacefully spake - the Sorbonne antichrist. You haven't done a drop versus him in my defense, perplexingly; for anything or anyone of yourselves. If you ever find out what that means, God help us; there'll be hope - in time to limit munching to the unconscious. If you stacked all those lives end to end, by the year 4, 6, 8, 10,000 - I'd eat the last morsel in the meantime. Realize that's in the bible.
Remember what people were doing in Noah's end of days: eating, marrying, and generally carrying on. My crucifixion isn't relevant as wasting it all: its animals' their own selves. I put up that sign; and as much as time is something to ever require moral continuance, its covered - if it gets out there everywhere to understand. It isn't a test or a need to crucify the sane, either; is it?