A stone arch leads to a cavernous 1930s spring house tucked away in the Pennsylvania woods. The disk over the arch reads: Fountain Of Youth.
A numinous entrance to a mystic otherworld? Or sheer quackery?
A sober assessment points to the latter. Some cast doubt on the installation being built over a natural spring, saying it’s a leak in the water supply of the nearby golf course.
Nice yarn, though.
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