i've been living here since november and, for the sake of contrast, i have also lived in north carolina. but still, it's ONLY here in south carolina where every time i speak to someone i feel like i'm on the set of the color purple. drive an hour up to charlotte and the broken english is at least broken MODERN english. it is a truly surreal experience that sometimes makes me laugh, sometimes makes me cry, but always requires me to listen extra hard to what people are saying becawz it be hahd tuh tayul wha folks be sain win dey tawk lak miss celie. WEIRD!