Closer to the Florida state line, Cocoa Beach starts to join in the fun. There’s an abundance of billboards for anti-abortion, adult superstores, “spas” with trucker parking, and my personal favorite, “Hell? …Oh, I forgot about that.” It’s like Jesus and the Devil are duking it out for advertising space. It’s a long drive, and checking out the billboards to pass the time is a good way to lose all faith in humanity. I was recently driving back to Florida after an awesome week in the mountains of North Georgia with my fiance.
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