Driving Upstate, meeting beautiful landscapes like meeting people, always a joy and surprise. Some roads don't have a shoulder, where I can park, what a pity. On Road 32 huge wet rocks with dripping water, every time passing by I stare at it helplessly with hungry love, barely enough space for cars and then sharp cliff.
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