Postage Stamp: Santa Barbara, California, USA
And you, Santa Barbara – with your perfectly-spaced palm trees, stucco public spaces and pervading smell of fresh bread – you make me feel contentment.
And you, Santa Barbara – with your perfectly-spaced palm trees, stucco public spaces and pervading smell of fresh bread – you make me feel contentment.
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