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Somewhere south of Taos

I hung around last night for 15 minutes taking picures. Not another car came by.

Now what the hell does that mean? Different strokes for different folks, I’m sure. But how about Jupiter-in-the-sagebrush? Would that grab anyone? Well, yeah. Yet this is nothing whatsoever like what we think we’re looking for. The house is like a little spaceship or survival capsule. There’s solar pre-heating for hot water and radiant floor [...]

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