Work had me go off to Delaware. After which I became Delaworn. Joke, eh?Who could really have anything to say about Delaware? Worked next to a post-industrial gas refinery belching grimness everywhere. One gets to the edge of this great continent and they find the most horrible of monstrosities sitting on the edge of the [...]
Work had me go off to Delaware. After which I became Delaworn. Joke, eh?
Who could really have anything to say about Delaware? Worked next to a post-industrial gas refinery belching grimness everywhere. One gets to the edge of this great continent and they find the most horrible of monstrosities sitting on the edge of the sea- repelling everything. Makes one KNOW just how pointless everything is, how there is just no reason to ever DO anything. And I laugh because I am going back to the east coast of China. Into the the heart of the smokestack.
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I am the founder and editor of Vagabond Journey. I’ve been traveling the world since 1999, through 91 countries. I am the author of the book, Ghost Cities of China and have written for The Guardian, Forbes, Bloomberg, The Diplomat, the South China Morning Post, and other publications. VBJ has written 3723 posts on Vagabond Journey. Contact the author.
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