Wherever I go I try to keep an eye open for human made oddities. This one I loved in a thrift store in Monterey, Virginia.
I wondered how the thermostat reacts to being "bothered." Signs for public consumption should be proof read and spell checked.
I always want to make Virginia whine. It's not well known but there are lots of wineries in Virginia and if the wine has eighty percent locally grown grapes it can be called Virginia wine.
Outfitters and yuppy coffee. Sounds about right.
The Roanoke Times seems to be a thriving local paper and judging from these boxes it's been around a while.
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