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EDINBURGH Dear T--, The castle is more famous for its position than for its relics, perched, as it is, atop a smoked-out volcano. I saved my 18 quid and walked the Royal Mile to Holyrood Park, where you can see out to the Firth of Forth for free. You must tell me more about the thin orange and gray striations in the rock and the sheer drops where I imagine some Scott heroine tore her corset in heaves of frustrated desire. This morning I saw two men kitted up in kilts and sporrans go into Starbucks, then order lattes and Chai spice muffins. Just an hour ago, a man who looks exactly like my Uncle Hok-Wei was playing bagpipes in Parliament Square and smiling for photos with German tourists. It's funny how many pubs advertise "authentic haggis," as if daring passerby. Maybe it's no coincidence this city has so many vegetarian restaurants. React >
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