SOCIAL STUDIES BY JESSICA CRAIG-MARTIN

Postcards from Florida

W’s photographer on the scene turns her eye to the Atlantic Center for the Arts in New Smryrna Beach.


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Daytona. I swear this car winked at me.

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Florida decisions.

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Hooters beer cozies. Timeless elegance—and practical too.

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Because in Florida, ‘N STUF’ means ‘DRIVE-THRU DRINKING INSTEAD OF LUNCH’

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A cornucopia of fashionable sun visors. I panicked and couldn’t choose, so I bought them all.

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The wall outside The Last Resort, the bar where serial killer Aileen Wuornos was arrested after killing seven men up and down the interstate during 1989-90. Who needs Disneyland?

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No words suffice. JB’s Fish Camp. Best crab EVER. I love a utensil free meal!

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This Confederate flag flew above JB’s Fish Camp. There were also Confederate T’s that proclaimed “WHERE FUN IS LEGAL.” My son got the giant alligator eating a naked girl instead, because it was more tasteful.

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This is the Wall of Fame at the Cabbage Patch bar, which is on a remote intersection of back roads. While I was there, a chicken wandered in. In April during Biker Week, thousands gather here for the COLE-SLAW WRESTLING tournament, in which scantily clad females tackle each other in a sea of slaw until just one is left standing. The same woman has won for nine years straight. I may enter next year, purely out of journalistic dedication, of course.