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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

this is everywhere


In between storms and recessions there is paradise. The beach, the boardwalk, the road, the burger joint, and the hotel. To get there is a traffic choked road that creeps through the low rent areas that can smell the water but never see it. The people will always come because they do not have salt water in the heartland, or in winter, or because their beach is not exciting or exotic enough. The sand drying on feet and the sunburn headache on the way home on the interstate is the best part.

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