Mountain

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“Wouldn’t it be weird”, said Linda to George, “if we were murdered on our first day”?

Searching for the start of a trail that led to a popular mountain lookout over the tourist city they constantly looped back to a boarded-up dead town, where greater crowds gathered around them each time to kick pink dust.

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