it's been called the Borderline for over 20 years, used to be a Marie Callender's (i think, maybe Coco's).
Country bar in (paraphrasing me from last bread) The last bastion of Conservatism in the Sub Angalian sprall.
Nice place to visit, hated growing up there.
Realtors call it a place for the Newlywed, or the nearly dead.
why don't you shills give it a rest.
During times of nothingness [your] bullshit is almost entertaining. But now, [you] are just wasting bread.
Thousand Oaks is kinda far from the "Outskirts" to actually find "Outskirts today you need to go to Ojai, or maybe Santa Maria.