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Green leaves are flickering and peacocks are howling outside my tent. I lie in an enormous bed strewn with flower petals as the night begins to lighten, with a half-moon still in the sky.
When you tell people you're from New Jersey, they ask you which exit, so they can figure out if you're from north, central, or south Jersey. As a colon cancer survivor, I not only know the exits, but also the best public restrooms on the highways and elsewhere.