If I were to run away and live somewhere to be forgotten forever I think I would go to Canajoharie. There is something about this place that haunts me. Im not sure what I'm trying to say about it or even if I should be writing in my current state of mind but this is where I'm at. The Queen of Canajoharie or The Queen is Dead.

Farewell to this land's cheerless marshes
Hemmed in like a boar between archers
Her very Lowness with her head in a sling
I'm truly sorry, but it sounds like a wonderful thing 

Morrisey /Johnny Marr  



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