“Those things are really freaking me out. Especially seeing ’em way out here.” My friend Case was studying a row of 12 ghosts, their white, hooded shrouds reflecting the last rays of twilight as the sun settled into the vastness of the Mojave Desert. He turned to me. “You told me we were driving to...
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Marvels, Mirages, and Manson: Four-Wheeling in the Mojave Desert
