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Vermont, like New Mexico, is the place for some and not for others. I prefer the smell of sagebrush after the rain, the magnificant lightshows of distant thunderstorms.
Look what happened to Phoenix: Eastern and midwestern "expats" imported grass and trees and pollen and have seriously depeleted water resources such that they are harvesting the Colorado River to support their aquatic addiction.
My New England friends are content to stay in New England but for short visits to the Great American Desert. I, the converse. As for "fast foods" I would rather chicken fried roadkill than a McDwich
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