Part II of II of my Memphis Sunday post from December. Graceland, the King's once home, and final resting place, did exactly what I had hoped: it blew me away. Note that I am speaking of the actual estate, and property, immediately surrounding it, and not the bogus tourist trap "museums" across the street (although the car exhibition could be interesting, if it wasn't an extra, but . . .
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