The Free State of Appalachia
Holds the high ground, the headwaters, the ski slopes and all of the moonshine.
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North Carolina has fallen. Choose your faction.
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North Carolina has fallen. Choose your faction.
Holds the high ground, the headwaters, the ski slopes and all of the moonshine.
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Manufactures the furniture and defends its Chest of Drawers, then goes racing on Sundays.
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Has the money and two capitals that won’t speak. High on concrete, low on farms.
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Rich, retired and neutral, as long as nobody walks on the greens.
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Has the heavy artillery but doesn’t possess a monopoly on small arms. Pending bill to name the capital Fayettenam.
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Holds the farms, the pits and the vinegar, which may be all it takes. Exports plenty of tobacco.
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Exclusive access to the ocean and bountiful seafood. Rugged seafarers from Harkers Island won’t be messed with.
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Two towns, one university and a strongly worded opinion about both.
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The Containment Area for Relocated Yankees: rude, with plenty of HOA board presidents. Still looking for a decent bagel.
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A joke, drawn seriously. North Carolina splits into nine nations along its oldest stereotypes: the mountains, the furniture towns of the Piedmont, the two big cities and the interstates between them, golf country, the military bases, the farms of the east, the coast, Chapel Hill and Cary. The names, the capitals and every rating on the cards are mine. They’re opinion, not data.
I didn’t draw the borders by hand. Each nation spreads out from its towns across the real state, slowed by hills and stopped by water, until it meets a neighbor, so most frontiers settle where real ones do: on the Catawba, the Yadkin–Pee Dee, the Haw, the Deep, the Neuse and the Chowan1, and along the foot of the Blue Ridge, from elevation every five miles2. The hills on the map are drawn from that elevation too.