The buildings are about energy in a strange way. Providing gas, shade, sustenance.
People must have had big dreams with grand designs to match. So they
built plywood castles sold by Mr. Barocchio. And of course an ice
machine was part of the luxuries of life. Across the street mail boxes. I
wonder where these people live who do receive mail.
So the drive to Kingman with a taste of honey ready for sweet dreams ends here.
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