I know that God loves me because at the end of West Texas he made the Tee Pee Motel. The teepees were in ruin until this man (I call him God) won the Texas state lottery and bought the ruins of the motel. He refurbished it and now it awaits the West Texas downtrodden who make it to Wharton Texas.
I don't know what it is but the night I spend sleeping in concrete teepees are incredibly restful.
I'm told there's another wigwam/teepee motel in Kentucky - that's on the way to Massachusetts, right?
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The way you travel everything is on the way to Massachusetts!
No fair! I ruled out a visit to...well.....to ..okay i'm thinking..
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