I swear to god this is true: back in 1991 I wrote a poem about Iowa after a cross country drive from Utah to Michigan. It went like this:
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Insane fields of green and gold / turn monopoly into monotony / the long black tarmac / stretches to infinity / Fuck, I hate Iowa
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