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Above is a shot of the Badlands of South Dakota \u2013 eerily beautiful county. I spent the last part of last week in Spearfish, South Dakota, which is nestled in the Black Hills about 100 miles to the west of the Badlands. There is something about the earth\u2019s manifestation there that I find very evocative.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
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There was plenty of time in the schedule to see the sights so Gar and I (and Bodhi) went to Devil\u2019s Tower and Mount Rushmore (which was shrouded in fog and not open to dogs).<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
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While driving around lost way off the blacktop, we came upon a rundown little farm. I said, \u201cI could live in a place like that.\u201d I was thinking that I could really get a lot of writing done in that environment. Gar said, \u201cAre you crazy?!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n