My wise elder tells me that everyone she has ever known from Kentucky was depressed, and oddly enough, I suspect that might be true, but not because everyone in or from Kentucky is depressed, but because among those she would tend to be acquainted with, well, I get it. And really, mostly I get it because I’ve felt it here among so many of the people, not all, no, but many, and I get that the thing to do is to stuff oneself with fatty foods, lots of fat folks here, and they eat, bigly, drink pretty bigly, too, that 30-pack was not going to last her man friend very long when he got home, that’s the way of the men of a tug boat crew, but for the time being, it would have to do.
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