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Chapter 34: Pella, Iowa

After a good night's sleep, I look around this strange little town. It reminds me of Holland for some reason with its windmills and tulips everywhere. However, when I see all the tourists walking about, I know why they are attracted to this place.

At one point in time last night, I dozed off and started to swerve off the road, almost hitting someone walking on my way into town. The pedestrian on closer inspection bared a striking resemblance to 'her" with that blazing red hair, and ...

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