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Georgia-17

We were camping in a derelict barn to protect us from the storm. Loahs wife came and invited us in. We sat in the kitchen/bedroom/sitting room for about three hours being completely ignored while everyone watched TV. After a very tactical yawn we got offered to be brought to bed. Just as we were in bed we heard a mans voice downstairs and sure enough moments later a hammered georgian burst through the door getting us out of bed and insisting we try a wide variety of his weeno.

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