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November 3, 2011
The change from Arkansas to Louisiana was made instantly obvious by the switch from smooth road to the bumpiest pavement I've ever experienced. "Casino money," my brother said, as if that explained anything. In the dark, the blinking red towers that loomed over the oil rigs looked almost pretty, and if you didn't know the orange glow came from a factory, you might even imagine it was the sunset.

My great grandmother died, and so the family piled into the car, said goodbye to the internet, and drove ten hours to her funeral.

Now to catch up.