The Unknown: The Red Line.
  In Kansas things were more somber and we visited the graves of both William Burroughs and Ronald Johnson. We read Ark together out loud, taking turns, in the cemetery. It took a lot longer than we thought it would because we kept losing track of what page we were on.  

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