I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks
Thursday, July 10, 2025
It really is strange...
...in a way that you can't appreciate close up. It's when you're still miles away, and all of a sudden you see this crazy, lopped-off mountain standing by itself in the middle of nowhere that you think, “What the everlasting f**k is that?”
You can see why Spielberg had the aliens in Close Encounters land there. Sadly, just as I failed to find Cary Grant at Mount Rushmore, this was the only alien I saw at Devil's Tower—in the gift shop.
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