If I’m being honest — totally honest — I’ll admit to liking Savannah just a bit more than I liked Charleston.
Less people, less fuss, less care, less… well, children.
“People don’t discriminate by race here,” a new friend of mine said. “But they do by the square you live near.”
I decided to take a bike around a few of those squares (there are 22 total) — giving my own faux tour of the city — all the way to Bonaventure Cemetery of Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil fame.
P.S. As always, please forgive the edits — this was done on the fly.
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