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Mesa Verde, CO.
Crossing desolate plains with trees burned years ago, you wonder where you are bound- what is out here? You keep going, past small thickets and wild bronco packs till you reach a wide canyon with something below, a settlement of a people long ago...
A vast network of cavates carved out with a soft shoulder like someone with a small spoon, delicate and precise with every moment. Bricks laid with clay and thatched roofs that are long gone show where they maybe once topped.
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