I walked the new West Levy Loop late this morning in 43:08. The loop is about two and three-quarter miles long, about sixty percent of which is on the western side of Camp Robinson Road. It's a bit of a different world over there. On average, its people are poorer and, in my limited experience, a bit more standoffish, though I spoke briefly today with one among four young men—drinking from brown paper sacks on a front porch—about the loveliness of his Crown Vic.
QUESTION OF THE DAY For the love of Pete, how many people with access to the White House have porked Hope Hicks?
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