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Later I remembered that when I drove a van from Los Angeles to New York in the summer of 2001, I stopped at a place called the Badlands Ranch in South Dakota.
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HOWDY PARD, WHOA UP!
I was taken with the land in South Dakota and scenes like this:
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Which makes me wonder: am I always subconsciously searching for something that I forgot about?
1 comment:
Don't we all?
It's kinda like a particular song, one that you may not particularily like but you come into contact with again and again and it all fits together like a puzzle-piece.
Indeed.
Scratch
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