So after I wrote that thing about the Southern cuisine, I went out to dinner and had the best (THE BEST) fried chicken I ever had in my whole life. So I take it all back. The breakfast is still not on my awesome list though...
Today I met the funniest guy. I was sitting in a cafe called City Lights, when suddenly a blatant homosexual turned around around said "girl,you will wear that keyboard out!" My name was Chris and in a matter of five minutes we were friends. He lived in Los Angeles, he told me, but went back to his childhood town Charleston once in a while.I have a feeling that he was actually the ownr of City Lights because he knew everyone in there and occasionally stepped behind the counter to make himself more coffee. He was incredibly entertaining.He wore strange, old-fashioned Southern clothes and said it was something he only did when he came back "to mock the good folks of the town". He is a character in my book for sure and before I left, I wrote him a poem about Charleston and the cafe. Hey, if I become a famous writer, they can put it on the wall...
I could write much more, but the keyboard here is still driving me crazy. Sorry about that.
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