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By CJP | January 27, 2008
 Lady Palmetto, we’ll miss so much about our time together. We’ll miss your landed gentry, your camo boots, the awkward proximity of your Baptist churches to your nudie shops, and the joy of overhearing tiny bits if wisdom like, “Bisquick is the only way to go.”
Most of all, we’ll miss whatever it is in the water that makes people willing to sell their souls to win your heart. You are one steely magnolia, South Carolina. We’ll be back, if only in the hope that someday you’ll share your secret charms.
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