I drove to Chicago to visit a friend yesterday. There’s very little between cities in the Midwest, so every road – the one and only road that leads in and out of each city in either direction – has specific landmarks, known to all who travel it. I made this drive once before, and in the between time, someone has added a road-side attraction.

“Did you see the giant new billboard?” I asked Rei. “It says ‘God Is Real’ on your way into Illinois…”

“And ‘Hell Is Real’ on your way out,” she nodded. I was a little insulted on behalf of the residents of my new state until Rei pointed out the obvious: the sign doesn’t read “Hell Is Real” on the road into Kentucky. The sign reads “Hell Is Real” on the road into Indiana.