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“In his mind, Boone saw a nightmare version of the valley. Highway 213 snaked through from bottom to top, pock-marked with potholes and crumbling shoulders. In the brush near the road loomed rusty old dinosaur farm equipment: tractors, hay beds, belt feeders, combines, spreaders, junk. Beyond the dinosaurs stood shoddy mobile homes, shouldered together one after the other like old men in a soup line, with their walls buckling under the twin strains of time and poverty. Past the mobile homes, way down the road, way down in the valley, was a little town. Gas stations filled the town, along with churches, secondhand furniture stores, and fast-food restaurants. A school stood on one end of town, so children could get away from their families. A jail stood on the other end of town, so that families could get away from the school. It rained a lot.”

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