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    So we went to the desert. Dad, Peter, & myself.  Now, several weeks later, I still find myself at a loss as to how to explain the trip. So...here are the photographs. The Salton Sea, Salvation Mountain, Slab City, Zzyzx, and the Desert Megaphone. I can't capture the smell of thousands of rotting tilapia, the general sense of brokenness and hesitation, and how each corner we turned was - somehow - more strange than the one we just left behind.
 
        
    
   
  
  
  
  
  
 
  
  
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