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I live in Maine now. My room is very orange. Expect a long, detailed account of my ride up here, including a story about how I got pulled over because someone told the cops that I was driving down I-91 at 30 mph whilst reading a book. Just for the record, at no point on my journey did I read, write, do arithmatic or even chew gum while driving my Evil Stepmother's car pulling all of my worldly possessions in a trailer. Anyway, it was the 1st time I've ever been pulled over and I wasn't snarky with the police officer once.