driving to amarillo, west texas





_ the sky burned as we crossed the plains, clouds billowed high. in the afternoon, around 4 pm, the light changed, went tobacco.
_ and as we pulled into town, the weather broke.
_ it poured as it only pours in the desert (or near-desert), heavy droplets falling from what seems like greater heights. we rushed from the car to our next visit... arrived in shirts polka-dotted by water.
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amarillo,
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