I did the full foot tour of downtown Edmonds village on Sunday.
Bearing in mind that my Davidic marred servant in 3 NEPHI 20:5 meets REVELATION 14:20 might want to work part time at some place that sells the finest bloody red wines from all around the world.
In confirmation of that physically transfigurated one sheet for CHANEL by Penelope Cruz in the NYT style section at STARBUCKS's 5th Ave location.
In other words, no new fresh blood work in the Masonic temples of the Holy Grail of Christ, you miss the boat.
Gregory Scott Relf's
TWO WITNESSES NEWSLETTER
PS: EVANGELINE LILLY: Edmonds Village was overrun by older 29ish looking guys and younger 27ish gals driving around in brand new German 911s.
I even saw a pair of them going by at the AMTRAK station stop in between Seattle and Vancouver, BC.
[Yeah. Really.]
PS SIENNA MILLER: Standing on the beach in Edmonds, I could almost see your own private Miller Lake location to the north on Whibney Island; not to mention Holmes Bay; just over from Clinton.
TOURIST NOTES: Walking around downtown Edmonds on Sunday, January 20, I encountered various free book sidewalk boxes. Which looked like they were built sometime during the special purpose period in the 90s.
Yeah. I know. Pretty weird stuff.
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