October 2: I got to Browning finally and stopped for a drink. Now the whole time I'd been going everyone had warned me about Browning. Don't go there. Don't even stop. Of course it being me, I got to stop. I didn't stay long so maybe I mosses out on the full effect, but everyone I met there were great. nice, polite, and interesting. As a pedaled out of the city, all I could really find was that it was filled with poor, proud people. Makes me wonder what people would say about a lot of places I lived.

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