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We recently spent a week in a crowded campground in Jefferson, Ohio. Apparently, our neighbor was a permanent resident and like that "lived in" look. Lights inside and outside the rig were on a timer that came on and off at random and the outside speakers were tuned to a soft rock radio station that played the entire time we were at the site, 24/7. The campground office promised to contact the owner, but nothing happened. We did not see a soul around that rig at any time during our visit. Lesson learned! We now treat camp sites like railroad crossings. Stop, Look and Listen.
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