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I Could See for Miles

Vistas in North Carolina range from mountaintops to coastal plains, but the best views are sometimes hidden places that are all your own — spots you can escape to, grow in, and dream about forever.

“Fish was Fried”

Back before it was broiled, scalloped, or étouffée’d, there was only one way you got your seafood: golden brown, crispy, and piled high. And back before fresh fish found its way to grocery stores inland, there was only one way to get it: You had to go to the beach.

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