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“I don’t know. The end of the road.”

“That’s not Florida,” Maya said, not looking up from her flip-phone. She was trying to compose a text message using T9 predictive text, which felt like defusing a bomb with her thumbs. “It’s a dead jellyfish.” road trip 2000

“No,” Leo said. “This is the America that sells itself back to you.” “I don’t know

That night, at a motel that charged by the hour but they took by the night, they watched the 2000 election results on a fuzzy TV. Al Gore. George Bush. A nation holding its breath again. Leo turned it off. “We’ll figure it out tomorrow,” he said. “The world always does.” ” Maya said