Tuesday, August 27, 2013

First Paragraph

One late November night in 1980 I was flying over the state of Utah on my way back to California. I had an aisle seat, and since I believe that anyone who flies in an airplane and doesn't spend most of the time looking out the window wastes his money, I walked back to the rear door of the airplane and stood for a long time at the door's tiny aperture, squinting out at Utah.

- From Cadillac Desert: The American West and Its Disappearing Water by Marc Reisner

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