I awoke with a start, panicked, thinking "I must organize these coastal defenses!" What the hell was I dreaming about? Maybe I'm overdue a trip to the Gulf coast. I dig the coastal areas of the state. So unlike the rest of this place. This place, unlike. I'm not an American. I'm not a Mississippian. I'm just a guy on a landmass.
I saw more of this country, last year, during my tour and brush with mild (very mild) fame. What I most enjoyed was the break with the conventions that are so unnecessary and so held dear here. I liked being in places where no one had any history.
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