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Steadying my hand against the jostling of the bus and the insistent rattle of my nerves, I scratched my name on a dotted line, asserting...

We recently celebrated our one year anniversary of living on the road. We commemorated by taking Becca Junior (our car) up to our very...

Sometimes it pays to have friends in low places. I’m talking about real rough types who don’t mind a bit of targeted violence to get a...