I prefer the band.
Sonny Bohanan

I was on a road trip once. We passed the apologetic signs informing us that Kansas had just happened to us, in that inconspicuous way that it does. I memorialized the moment with the only song my soul knew to sing at that moment: “Nowhere Man” by The Beatles.

The driver of the car said, “Tell us how you really feel.”

Which is why I like the human race.

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