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  • 2,000 Miles, One Dog, and Zero Regrets (Except for All of It)

    by a guy who should’ve known better, but somehow keeps saying yes anyway Just before Thanksgiving, my girlfriend visited me in Richmond, VA and convinced me to spend the holiday with her in Houston — or as I prefer to call it, hell with excellent barbecue. One minute I was enjoying the crisp Virginia air,…

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  • Houston, I Have a Flyover (and Some Eggs)

    One Man’s Journey Through Delayed Flights, Concrete Madness, and Culinary Salvation. I arrived in Houston at about 2 a.m., which is, of course, precisely not what the airline promised. According to the booking, I was supposed to arrive at something resembling a human hour—dinner time, maybe, or at worst, the awkward mid-evening dead zone when…

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  • On My Way to Houston

    By A Guy Who Just Wanted a Quiet Flight and Maybe a Hug It’s been a month since I saw my girlfriend. We live apart—she’s in Houston, that vast, sprawling circus of freeways, mad drivers, and more concrete bridges than sense. I live in Richmond, Virginia, which, if you read my last bit of rambling,…

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