[catpuppy]

The grouper is fresh and fried and reserved for locals. We sell the three-eyed, hairy glowing fish-like stuff to the tourists from Michigan.

who are so happy to be out of the tundra land that they will eat anything.

[Lakeshark]

Once more from the article: These same banks account for nearly two-thirds of the sellers here. In other words, the market is still deeply diseased, just shedding its more gangrenous flesh. Up and left Floridians, meanwhile, still have to live here, striving for normalcy as their society shrivels around them. Cape Coral, more upscale than Lehigh Acres, lies on the other side of Fort Myers, surrounded by the clear water of the Gulf. It's the second biggest city in Florida by size, with more canals and water access than any city in America. A vast, rambling place with no core and ghost towns on its edges. I met a woman named Connie there, living in a bungalow. She allowed herself to be coaxed out into the flat March sunlight on the promise that her family name wouldn't be used. She's embarrassed by the state of her neighbourhood and probably embarrassed by her own impending eviction. The house next door is empty. Foreclosed. The one two doors down is empty, never occupied. The family across the street abandoned their home a year ago. Just packed up and left.

Sounds great. I'll move there soon. Can't wait to become a local like the Georgians, um, er....you.....

;-)