The Unfinished Country The Unfinished Country A long walk across a fractured nation—two notebooks, one river, and the stubborn belief that the story is still being written. The sun rose over a nation that had forgotten how to dream. On the edge of a crumbling suburb, where the highways moaned like restless ghosts, a boy named Miles stood barefoot in the weeds behind an abandoned factory. His phone — cracked, outdated, barely holding a charge — was his last tether to a world moving too fast for him to follow. Each morning he scrolled through headlines like a gambler checking losing bets: wildfires, foreclosures, another shooting, another merger. The words felt as hollow as the factories around him. In the next city over, Serena sat at a desk in a gleaming tower. She was twenty-six, drowning in student debt and job titles that sounded important but paid barely enough to cover rent. Every day she drafted algorithms to predict...