And this red & black hued beauty below, Mr. Good Bar, is the hysterically tiny cockroach of this region. No bigger then my thumb print, he's so small he's not even scary, ugly, or even scream worthy like the mega pumped up flying roaches of New Orleans. He's so fulfilled by nature he doesn't even bother to come in your house and eat your garbage, crumbs, and soap- nor will you wake up with his weight on your chest staring you down in the night, only to crawl up your face and terrorize your sleeping patterns for months. (True story circa 2000).
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