Here we are in Iowa City, decompressing.
Matt and I have seen seven states, three national parks, one cousin and no bears. We heard a bear though. And we have bear mace, just in case any bears get any fuckin' ideas.
It's been a whirlwind of a time, and I feel like a pebble in an avalanche, clipping the ground so rarely. For an object that spends
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