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The friend I ride with is brave...or maybe brazen...today's ride found us in a small village where we found a very old house, half torn apart, as if renovations were to start. Thinking I'd be shooting from windows, I get called to the back, where my friend and possible partner in crime shows me a way in-door was unlocked. These are what was inside:




Out back was a barn. A sign announced 'barn wood for sale'. I'd have preferred taking this:

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