Loneliness Is Not Being Alone,

If You Go To Atlanta, The First Question People Ask You Is, "what's Your Business?" In Macon They Ask, "where Do You Go To Church?" In Augusta They Ask Your Grandmother's Maiden Name. But In Savannah The First Question People Ask You Is "what Would You Like To Drink?"

For Me, Savannah's Resistance To Change Was Its Saving Grace. The City Looked Inward, Sealed Off From The Noises And Distractions Of The World At Large. It Grew Inward, Too, And In Such A Way That Its People Flourished Like Hothouse Plants Tended By An Indulgent Gardener. The Ordinary Became Extraordinary. Eccentrics Thrived. Every Nuance And Quirk Of Personality Achieved Greater Brilliance In That Lush Enclosure Than Would Have Been Possible Anywhere Else In The World.

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Nothing Can Be Said, Including This Statement, That Has Not Been Said Before.

Loneliness Is Not Being Alone, It's Loving Others To No Avail.