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Some decades back, I arrived in the Cedar Keys not really sure where I was going. A new company was in my mind and I needed a place without hustle and bustle to relax, think and plan. Heading north up the west coast of Florida on Route Nineteen, I turned left on any hard surfaced road looking for the Gulf of Mexico. Known even then by the nickname “Trouble”, I crossed Number Four Bridge after an arduous drive from nowhere onto the Cedar Keys, miles out in the Gulf.
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