There is a funny story behind this fountain. Ernest Hemingway used to go to a bar down the street ALL the time. One night, he got really drunk and ripped the urinal off the wall of the bar's restroom. He told them that he spent enough money there so they owed it to him. He carried it, by himself, all the way home. He wanted to display it in the yard so his wife bought a big pot to perch above it and she turned it into a fountain.
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