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Snow, Cadavers, and Breathing in a February Prescott

Late February, I made a quick (for me) decision to visit Prescott, Arizona and drove up on a Sunday. I was on tenterhooks because of weather and not wanting to drive in snow. It looked as if the weekend and … Continue reading

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