• tacosanonymous@mander.xyz
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        7 days ago

        In America, we call it “moving.”

        Only in places where they get high on their own supply do they call it “transplanting.”

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          7 days ago

          In my experience, transplanting within the US has more to do with a significant shift in culture/region. You’re a transplant if you move from Maine to Texas. You just moved if you relocated from Maine to New Hampshire.

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            In my experience it also depends on how proud/snobby about the topic the place is in question. For example in Colorado, you’re either a native or a transplant. There is no “moving”. If you weren’t born here, you’re a transplant.

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              Yeah there’s also some weird relationships. Progressive midwesterners to the pnw? Cool let me introduce you to my friends from your old city. Conservative Californians to the midwest/south? Fucking Californian transplants.

              It’s partly just if the region thinks highly of the culture where you’re from and if they think yall have good reason to come there.

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                5 days ago

                For real. I moved to the opposite coast after college and a decade of calling it home, I happened to go on a few dates with a lovely person that I later found out was housemates with someone I dated in middle school.

                And that’s only one instance of dozens in my decades away from that small town of my youth.

                WTF, US.