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River Styx Road.
There's a road named River Styx. In Ashburnham, Massachusetts.
There's a sleepy little bedroom town with a road named River Styx.
In New England.
Who lives there?
Dang it, I just might have to take a look down there, just for the hell of it.
And if it weren't for a rollover accident there about 15 minutes ago I would have continued to be ignorant of its existence.
Maybe I should be less irritated at my brother for leaving his radio (he's a fire captain and the town constable as well as head of the highway department) on when he went out of town for the evening?
NAH! Time to go turn that blasted thing OFF, it's way too loud.
There's a road named River Styx. In Ashburnham, Massachusetts.
There's a sleepy little bedroom town with a road named River Styx.
In New England.
Who lives there?
Dang it, I just might have to take a look down there, just for the hell of it.
And if it weren't for a rollover accident there about 15 minutes ago I would have continued to be ignorant of its existence.
Maybe I should be less irritated at my brother for leaving his radio (he's a fire captain and the town constable as well as head of the highway department) on when he went out of town for the evening?
NAH! Time to go turn that blasted thing OFF, it's way too loud.
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