An International House of Pancakes?

excluding God's eyes and certain former American presidents, I can think of no things with less international appeal than the two this establishment provides: indecipherable acronyms and pancakes.

Behemoths

having only ever heard what I suspected were largely exaggerated accounts of these giants, finally seeing one gave me an unexpected thrill.

A Bleak Midwinter

despite many undeniably Southern attributes, Misboury could never truly be characterized as such because it lacks both of what I consider that region's greatest amenities: a warm climate and segregation.

Thomas Jefferson

as yet the only figure in the whole of Misboury for whom I have more than a superficial affection. my solitude requires me to be less judicious and overlook his obvious deficiencies.

I suppose one cannot always help if one's friends have an acute affinity for the French.

The University of Misboury

the district's noble effort to combat ignorance, a characteristic present in the people of nearly every segment of Misbourian society.

And Still

these legal professionals primarily represent cattle rustlers, those injured in accidents at textile mills and the intoxicated.

Mound City

here I met Lando.