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[TRANSCRIPTS]
[click, static] 
Breaker, breaker, this is Whiskey broadcasting from the top of the world. 
[click, static]
The top of West Virginia anyway. Well, the top of this particular area of West Virginia. I woke up this morning and looked around, picked the highest point I could see, drove as far as I could up the mountain and then walked the rest of the way. I think I must be in some kind of national or state park, because there’s hiking trails and everything. Or, what used to be hiking trails. They’re all overgrown now. 
[click, static]
Jesus, I hope there’s not, you know, bears out here. I won’t stay for long. I just needed some fresh air. 
[click, static]
I mean, all I’m getting is fresh air, but I needed…space, I guess, not just air. Partly because of the gas scare the other night but also because I’m starting to feel that stifled feeling. I think it’s time for me to move on. It was nice, kind of, to sort of settle down for a week, play house on my own, and who knows, maybe I’ll do it again on this winding road trip of mine. But I’ve been broadcasting every day, I said where I’ve been staying and I’ve barely heard a change in the static. 
[click, static]
Actually, when I got to the top here, I did a scan of all the channels—even all the ones slightly off frequency— and I picked up some voices. My heart leaped into my throat, I was so excited. I nearly fell right off this mountaintop. 
[click, static]
I wasn’t able to get a really clear read on it but clear enough to realize it was just…old ads or something. Canned broadcasts that are probably running automatically somewhere that my CB picked up on skip. Not a real person. Nothing real. 
It is beautiful up here though. Makes me think that maybe all this land doesn’t miss people all that much. It seems to be doing just fine without us. 
I guess I should go see more of it. I’ve been around this country a fair bit, but there’s plenty nooks and crannies I’ve never seen. A lot of beautiful, people-less land that is mine for the viewing, I guess. 
[click, static]
It’s too big, this place. Too big for me. Too big for anyone. It’s not supposed to be this empty. 
[click, static]
But it sure is beautiful. 
[beeps]