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On top of Rigi Kulm
I would never just show up and demand anything, no matter how American I might be
The mother of all road trips: UT-CA
…our eyes grew misty with the realization that we now lived across the street from this little strip mall, with its Chinese bakery, its boba tea shop, its Malaysian and Vietnamese joints, and its taqueria. We sat in stunned silence at the fact that we were here at all, let alone to stay.
Will Clint Eastwood be waiting for us,
an open bottle of whiskey in his hand?
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There is no way to get to where we think we need to be without swimming through that crowd.