I love you. Your occasional stretch of road between each pothole. Your mass amounts of road construction that never seem to accomplish anything. Your excruciatingly slow speed limits. Your absurd fascination with groundhogs. Your daredevil, suicidal deer. Your small town hostility toward outsiders. Your Wa-Was and your Sheetz. Your Quakers, your Amish, your Mennonites, your Pennsylvania Dutch, your ludicrous liquor laws, your social anxiety, your 'Keystone State' status. Your miniature replica Statue of Liberty on the Susquehanna, welcoming all who travel on 322 north of Harrisburg. Yes, I love them all.
-Ryan
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