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"But it's a dry heat" is what people say right before they tell you it was 118.

Yahoo.

Detroit plate, Detroit road, Detroit record. All three at once.

The slogan was borrowed from Austin, which is the least weird thing about it.

There have to be a thousand of these in one state.

A fighting chicken is a bold thing to build an identity on.

Roll, hot, butter. No mayonnaise. This is not a debate.

Rocky Mountain high. Mum sang it the entire drive.

1993. Somebody had to say it.

Deep dish. The plate has a stance.

Northern, and meant as where home is rather than where it's cold.

On the flag, on the plate, on about a third of the tattoos.

Depends entirely on who's reading it.

Riding the tram to the top is stranger than anyone warns you.

Uses all eight slots. Chicago doesn't compromise.

If there's a red balloon tied to the antenna, run.

Reclaiming the insult. Respect.

Between the hedges. You hear it before you read it.

Number one maple, and they would fight you on it.

Highest tides in the world, lowest character count.

There's a tour bus. There's merchandise. Now there's a plate.

Bakken money. Half the trucks in Williston have out-of-state plates.

Best plate here for the view it comes with.

Suburban with a stylist's decal in the window. It's a business plate.

Fort Bragg is right there, so there are a lot of these.

Gold rush of 1898, still going on the highway.

Locals only.

Every rental car on Maui should be issued this.

People chip them into gin. That part is not a tourist board invention.

Truck had the auger still in the bed in April.

Great vibe. Cut me off on the 405 with it, too.