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Monday March 15, 2021 subscribe |
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day to kill in evanston, WY sunny, dry, no-jacket warm, hard to believe the interstate ahead still closed days after a little snowfall, every curb crowded with big rigs sidetracked from their crucial missions. i walked in search of micro sd card and tooth brush, past billboards, vape shops, & gambling salons. walmart is the only option, old hearse in parking lot as loudspeaker pumped out '80s dance jams. bought some chocks in automotive, where sales associate sneezed and i thought, that's it, i'm done for, so many portents, all the ammo sold out except for one last box of shells, someone's little jest. this town was born of a railroad stop, forests fed to locomotives, then generations of boom and bust extraction--mines, oil, natural gas. the frustration is palpable, finds an outlet in oversized exhaust pipes and gun barrels. |
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