Emerge.
Georgia.
Emergeorgia.
A few hours from now, I will board a plane in NYC.
A few hours from then, I will disembark somewhere else.
Savannah.
Ahead.
Savannahead.
Then it's on to Atlanta (or as they say, "Hotlanta") and finally Athens (or as I will say, "Hot-thens," because two can play at that game).
Which is also this game, so two were actually already playing it, but separately, like dueling solitaire players, until now, when at least one of the players is aware of the other and the game becomes Duelitaire!
Playing.
Yin Yang.
Playin Yang.
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Don't you think New York in the summer is hot enough? Do we really need Georgia?
ReplyDeleteI go where the people want and need me.
ReplyDeleteAnd if it's a balmy 71 degrees where I'm visiting, who am I to argue?
Temperature.
Tourist.
Temperatourist.