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Things from Youngstown  §

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After the Poconos, Youngstown seems a lot like “civilization.”

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It is impossible to comprehend that the Poconos was only yesterday. In the meantime, we have experienced a vehicle switch, a trailer switch, an unloading and a loading, and a hurricane. We woke up in a primitive, rustic motel miles from anywhere and are stopping for the night in one of the most modern hotel rooms I’ve occupied.

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The iPhone 4 doesn’t cope well with inverter-powered AC.

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There is a fine line between normalcy and precarity; sometimes the normal veneer of precarity is torn away for a moment and you are terrified. Later, you wonder if that is really what happened. Did you overreact?

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A 10-foot truck is almost exactly twice as big as a 5×8 trailer. The cab of a GMC truck is not exactly like the cabin of a Volvo V70.

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Never believe a mechanic when they say they will be done “today for sure.” Even if they are a very nice mechanic and offer you free food, drink, and rides.

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Darkness doesn’t exist in NYC. Darkness is everywhere throughout the rest of America. You can’t see in darkness.

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Don’t ever dawdle or step out to “ask your husband” about taking the last available room; someone is likely to rent it right out from under you.

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Lost a day somewhere.

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Okay, lost more than a day somewhere.

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After a certain number of miles, the road fades into unreality and the passenger cabin becomes a little capsule hurtling through abstract space and time to make way for conversation.

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There is, in fact, not much to say about Youngstown.