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Saturday, April 12, 2014
Geometries
Here's a shrine to the internal combustion engine -- the rental car terminal at Dallas-Fort Worth airport, gleaming and glamorous like a high-end shopping mall, with a separate counter for each of a dozen or so car rental companies.
Texas wouldn't be possible without the automobile; Graham, where I'm visiting with my cousin, is a hundred miles of small towns and empty spaces away from the bustle and congestion of the Fort Worth loop. This is north Texas hill country, longhorns and bluebonnets and big sky, and two-lane highways where the speed limit is 75 miles per hour.
More pictures to follow.
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