MY FLORIDA nestles somewhere between science and folklore and breeds a reality that is both transcendent and preposterous. Its great meaning comes from the fact that it rarely makes sense to its largely transient population. Spanish explorers came, astronauts used to leave, but Florida's game will always be about "Location, Location, Location." The vast majority of its players come here to retire and die; relax and vacation; set up a scam; or, seek some kind of tax shelter. For those of us who have a generational history on the peninsula and no real underlying motive for being here, well, we sometimes seem as off as the very landscape that has shaped us. So here's my story on my Florida. And I'm sticking to it.
When I see pictures of the French or Italian Riviera, I can’t help but think they don’t seem any more glamorous than Florida’s bejeweled spectacles. This is the view of the beach on Anna Maria Island from Peppertree Drive.
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