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Surprise! Found a wireless service in an Emporia room.
We drove for hours due south. Stopped here, just eight miles before the North Carolina border. Emporia seems to be a place where people stop between. It's a muddle of motels, franchise food, and gas stations. It's rumored to be one of those vicious speed traps which pepper rural America in places between places. On our way tomorrow, we'll drive carefully out of Emporia to I-95, about a rock's toss from this room here between.