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“Have you been paying attention to the news out of The Woodlands lately?” Jeff asked, “I think the place is cursed.”
I told him I hadn’t noticed any curses. I haven’t been paying much attention, but I drive through the master-planned splendor that is The Woodlands, Texas every day on my way to work, and I haven’t noticed any obvious signs of a hex. There is some construction along my route that has part of the road closed down to one lane going either way, but that is more of a life-around-Houston thing than an obvious curse.
( Dying for decent parking. )
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“Have you been paying attention to the news out of The Woodlands lately?” Jeff asked, “I think the place is cursed.”
I told him I hadn’t noticed any curses. I haven’t been paying much attention, but I drive through the master-planned splendor that is The Woodlands, Texas every day on my way to work, and I haven’t noticed any obvious signs of a hex. There is some construction along my route that has part of the road closed down to one lane going either way, but that is more of a life-around-Houston thing than an obvious curse.
( Dying for decent parking. )
