Coming To Town

Everyone has received a piece of paper in a bank statement or insurance document that has nothing on it. Nothing. An otherwise blank sheet of paper that is more often than not found on the back of a sheet that...
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The psychic, Sophia, began to describe my spirit guide. “Um, he’s in kind of a nineteenth century garb. Vest coat. Pocket watch. What else is he showing me? He was a professor. He was a teacher. Is there someone around...
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After waking up among the tipis of Root Society, Rob and I grabbed two bikes and rode out toward the deep playa. On the horizon, we could see what looked like a wall of dust coming toward us as we...
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