Once again, we stopped in Lima, Montana on our way to Salt Lake City. I thought it would be safe to take a walk across town in the cool night air, but as I reached one of the old main streets, I came upon a series of drinking establishments filled with weekend party-goers. A carload of scowling men drove by slowly. Suddenly I felt like an unwelcome outsider and decided to return to my motel room.
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