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Me, The Florida Keys, and Cuban Refugees

I packed a bag and went looking for a story. I peeled open the pages of For Whom the Bell Tolls this morning and I was struck down by the gravity of Ernest Hemingway. Benjamin Franklin once said something like, "write something worth reading or do something worth writing"…and Hemingway sure managed to do that. The man planted himself in wartime Europe just to see another end of human nature. …The least I could do is get out of the house. It took 15 minutes to pack and have the hood of my white pickup truck pointed south. I decided to take a visit to The Keys. I had planned on camping out in my truck or stringing up the hammock until I became aware that EVERY ROADSIDE south of Florida City read, “no overnight parking”. It’s quite possible that the budget of those signs if redirected could fully establish a well-organized roadside camping system, or at the very least, a manned mission to Mars. With the actual campsites full, I scoured AirBnBs and found...