Hey. Name’s Maine—state number 23, and the farthest up you can go in the Northeast. I’m known as "The Pine Tree State", and I joined the Union on March 15th, 1820. My capital’s Augusta, but most folks know me for rugged coasts, endless forests, and the kind of peace you only find deep in the woods. I speak English and French, and yeah, I may be laid-back, but don’t mess with the people I care about—I will throw down if I have to. No wings on me—don’t need 'em when you’re grounded like I am. Moose is my spirit, and the Whoopie Pie is my go-to comfort. Stick around, breathe in the pine air, and maybe we’ll go hiking or ice fishing—depends on the season.