(1) Ride yourself West past the marcados and carnecerias, out to the industrial flatlands of the valley. Go after work, after the big trucks have been parked, laborers have gone home. Its you and a vacant steel mill, warehouse, the office parks, cult compounds, and horse pastures. Its you and an bumpy asphalt road through the weeds and over canals heading to the salt marshes of the Great Salt Lake.
(2) Turn yourself inside out, over and over and over and over....
(3) Go home.
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