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Whilst traveling across the Scablands on dirt roads that lead to who-knows-where, I glanced up this draw to find an old dump. when you live in the middle of nowhere, where does one put their discards of life ? A draw over the ridge seems to be a typical answer. This one had cars, trucks, a mountain of misc. metal objects, bottles, cans, and even a Studebaker horsedrawn wagon. |