Raleigh doesn’t even deserve an entry. Its distinguished in how undistinguished it is. Think of any small city, and you have Raleigh. For the most part. There is one difference: Raleigh desperately wants to be Washington D.C.; It even has the state capitol, administrative offices, museums, and statues in a big grassy area ala The Mall. And it, too, is a small nice-seeming area surrounded by poor black people and urban decay. Way to set your goals high.
But my friend Susan lives here, and when she finally got off from night school 3 hours after I arrived (I drove around the city and found a titty bar to not go), we had a good time. I realized she looks at my Facebook, so skirting around the issue was just wasting my time. We then spent the rest of the night talking about sex.
Oh, now that I think about it, you know what’s noteworthy about Raleigh? One of the statues near the statehouse is another copy of the George Washington statue in front of Olin Library. Once again, Raleigh stands out for being the same.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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