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No sunflower seeds, Chenier Branch, Lafayette Library, Lafayette, Louisiana. |
The sign made me smile because it reminded me of Caucasus Georgia.
It warrants a re-post from June 27, 2012, on the subject of Georgians
and sunflower seeds:
Georgians love sunflower seeds.
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Sunflower seeds in Caucasus Georgia |
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Sunflower seeds in Caucasus Georgia |
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Sunflower seeds in Caucasus Georgia |
I could write a post on this, but TLG colleague, Lauren, has already done it so well
here.
My fantasy is of a murder mystery, where a savvy detective arrives upon
the scene of the crime, looks everything over, then pronounces, "
The killer is from Georgia."
When all of her comrades look at her, with mouths open, brows raised,
the detective, a woman of few words, points to the ground next to the
body and says, "
Sunflower seeds."
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