SOMETHING SIMILAR HAPPENED TO ME IN AN IKEA OUT SIDE D.C. When I finally found my way out, after getting separated from a friend whom I never reconnected with, I searched 10 minutes for my car. The final hurdle was getting back on the I-495 beltway in time for the 5-o'clock traffic.
Never Again! And I've never looked back.
Friday, November 15, 2013
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