Nuthin’ lahk beein’ wun with naychur…
How do you solve a problem like Maria? Governor Sanford does it by writing her emails, like this one in which he bloviates on becoming one with the earth and imagines what it must be like to be a man who works with his hands:
“…I went out and ran the excavator with lights until the sun came up. To me, and I suspect no one else on earth, there is something wonderful about listening to country music playing in the cab, air conditioner running, the hum of a huge diesel engine in the back ground, the tranquillity that comes with being in a virtual wilderness of trees and marsh, the day breaking and vibrant pink coming alive in the morning clouds – and getting to build something with each scoop of dirt.”
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