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Part 3: Appalachian Gap
“I bought a half pound of trail mix and put it in my pocket, not to be touched again until I was back in my apartment in Boston. Which is exaclty where I ate it, thinking of how I had carried this bag of peanuts, M&Ms and pineapple chunks over 3 gaps and how much it would cost me if I tried shave a half pound of my bike in titanium bolts.” - PVB
“Tortellini and turkey mucky bits are driving a pin through my side, this cramp is so new it has no idea what time it is. Steve, Sam and Kansas are driving the dough up this thing, and I am transported to the adobe village of Sol de los Relaxos, as I have shut off feeling below the torso, and stopped listening to the hurt.”- Rubi