Trinity part 5

We're speeding down the highway and hardly anything lines its sides. Just dust and the occasional white church to remind us of God's presence. Beyond that, we see squalid wooden shacks the desert already started to take over. Tumbleweed and rusted metal scraps and the occasional faded sign. Enjoy Coca-Cola. The perfect backdrop. The James gang. The Manson family. The White Album plays over and over. Hallucinations and plans. The desert is perfect for crime. Sexy Sadie, what have you done?offee spills from my cup onto US8d floods the Daniel Boone National Forest, Kentucky