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Yell Like Hell to the Heavens

After a month-and-a-half of teetering on the edge, I’m finally out of here.

If you’re down and out, you couldn’t ask for a better city than Madison: it’s friendly, safe and cheap. In a way, I’m thankful that things went to hell the last time I tried to get out of here, because I got to see and do a whole bunch of things—and meet a whole bunch of people—that I never would’ve had the opportunity to otherwise. At this point, I might as well start calling Madison my adopted hometown (how long do you have to stay in a city before you can say you’ve “lived there?”).

But I’ve got a mission to complete.

By the time you read this, I’ll be on my way to Des Moines to party with FFY and Bronan. The next stage of my journey awaits.

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