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“An expanse of short green grass undulated around sand traps and manicured trees. Up ahead, a multi-winged clubhouse loomed. “Jesus God,” I muttered. “Ninth circle of hell.” “I think they have eighteen at courses like this,” Andy said. “Ha.” — Molly Ringle
An expanse of short green grass undulated around sand traps and manicured trees. Up ahead, a multi-winged clubhouse loomed.
“Jesus God,” I muttered. “Ninth circle of hell.”
“I think they have eighteen at courses like this,” Andy said.
“Ha.