Eureka is a captivating little frontier town tucked away between two mountains passes. A place where unsuspecting.... strangers come to get away from the poison gasses of city life among other reasons. If they linger to long, they may discover the haunting truth about the quantal place, the native people, and what lurks within the many abandoned mines.The frightened townsfolk mass together, safety in numbers is their joie de vivre rule. Power lines feed electric wattage to hungry power consumers, never the less, calamities dispassion lays claim to giving the devil his due. And a river of tears flows to the sea in the name of half-hearted poverty.
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Is this near your home honey? It's a beautiful picture and poem, though sad. I love you.
See the green roof with the steeple on the left hand side of the photo...I had a little shack a couple of blocks behind that church. It has a million dollar view of the mountains facing the other way, and it's no longer a shack, and of course no longer mine.
It's amazing what money can do.
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