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Minnesota - "The 4 Millionth State" Mississippi - "Land of That Letter That Looks Like A More Curvy 5" North Carolina - "Northern South Carolina" Connecticut - "The 24 Seasons 1-3 State" Tennessee - "The Standing-on-Your-Head-is-Not-Gymnastics State" Virginia - "Uncle Sam's Stash of Grown Up Magazines" South Dakota - "The South and the Dakota" California - "The Devil's Ashtray That His Son Made For Him In His Elementary School Art Class" Louisiana - "We Thought We Had Until the End of the Week to Submit A Nickname" Missouri - "The You-Show-Me-Yours-I-Show-You-Mine State" Nebraska - "The Land of Grass and Rivers, of Copper Pots and Golden Plates; of Blinding Sun and Glowing Moon, This is My Home, My State. I Was Born Here, and I'll Die Here Too, It's My Guardian, My Master. I'll Never Love Another, Hear, My Dearest Sweet Michiga

I was in the grocery store when I saw a man struggling with his groceries. I felt bad when I saw him, but in my ignorance, I walked right past. I did notice that he had no arms or legs or body whatsoever. I could tell just by looking at him that his spirit had been torn from his physical body many decades ago. When I got to the checkout I saw that there was a long line starting to form behind the man I had seen earlier. People were groaning loudly as he tried to put his groceries on the belt. Every time the translucent man touched his box of macaroni, however, his hand passed right through it. A bald man near the back of the line slammed his fists on his cart. "Some of us have LIVES to get to." When the bald man said "lives" I could see the ghost's dust-colored lip tremble. His life had clearly ended many years ago. "It's quite alright," said the young cashier, doing her best to be polite, though I saw a single bead of sweat roll dow