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Sunshine (apologies to Hunter Thompson)


Florida is a risible and vapid theme park trench;

a depressing, swamp -pocked causeway along which

the mediocre and lizard-brained wander

blissfully, as Darwin's life work dies

quivering,

like a clumsily impaled Burmese python on the bed of a monster truck.

There is also a negative side.

 
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