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I'm typing blind and fast. Isabel's start is here. The winds have picked up dramatically already, the rain is pouring down and we've already had lost power once. We're as prepared as we can be with supplies, not quite mentally, but we'll be okay. You know it's times like this I regret my love of living near the water. We can't I like living away from big water? Huh? No, we have to live right on the Potomac River. We live in the Northern Neck of Virginia, just outside the town of Colonial Beach (hush stalkers, big husband, Daddy, dog, and guns.) Parts of town have been evacuated already, but we're still here. I'll probably be offline for a few days, depending on the power loss. If you're in Isabel's path, stay safe. See you in a few days. Suzy Smith
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Leave it alone, damn
it. 2000-2003.
Suzy Smith
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