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Charlotte to Greensboro to Chapel Hill, a la carte, Feb. 25-27, 2016
I was almost done with my month-long sobriety; no alcohol during February. I had done this as a self-imposed act of denial, sort of Lent for a non-believer, suggested by a friend in Chapel Hill who was doing the same. Still on the wagon, I took off to bicycle 163 miles in three days…
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Central New Jersey, February 6, 2015
I drove in a rental car up to Princeton to stay with my sister Betsy, and see my brother Alex and his band perform in Brooklyn. My major plans for a huge New Jersey ride went out the window. The weather, in New Jersey style, was just too unpleasant, and I scaled it back to…
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The burbs of New Orleans, January 25, 2016
For years, smug liberals in New Orleans have been making fun of Metairie and Kenner, mostly built in the nineteen fifties and sixties; the principal suburbs of New Orleans. Just like all over America, starting after the Second World War, and accelerating in the sixties, middle class whites fled the city limits of New Orleans…
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Florida central east coast, January 8 – 11, 2016
Florida is such a weird place. The cultural polyglot never ceases to amaze, especially from Orlando southward. One writer called Florida “California without the ideas”. For over a hundred years, people in America, and increasingly people from all over the world have picked up stakes and moved here, hoping for a fresh start. …
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