"Fuck this" I said out loud on a Friday evening. The MTA had faded me one too many times. I walked off the train and less than 24 hours later was on my way across the country.
2900 miles, snow storms, friendly midwesterners, crazy sunsets, wild Iowa skies, -10 degree weather, hotel rooms, and sunlinght like I've never seen. This is what it looked like.
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