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This turtle lives in South Carolina. So do Chanter's two sisters, whom we visited.
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Parts of South Carolina are very lovely.
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Other parts of South Carolina are a bit... well... unusual.
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Just in case you weren't sure about that thing on the right, look directly above Emily's head.
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This is the view from the restaurant where we had dinner with Chanter's family.
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Chanter's niece Marsha, hardly working working hard.
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Herein begins the Mammary Tour.
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The entrance to the suite.
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The Laird overindulges in Halloween candy.
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Dr Strike rejoices to meet a visiting indignitary.
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The inner workings of the Laird remain a mystery.
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We celebrate the end of Carole's radiation treatments. Right-to-Left Carole, Gail, Mary, Skye, Chanter's empty seat.
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The view of our waitress from our table.
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Surprisingly, despite the wonderful food, we never saw the chef move from his place on the porch.
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We took a carriage tour of historic downtown Beaufort (pronounced Byou-Fort), South Carolina.
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Our guide warned us to take this sign seriously.
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They grow them differently here in South Carolina.
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