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You Cross a Country of Alkali Flats Where the Only Water for Forty Miles Tastes Like Soap.
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You wake because your tongue has gone thick and your head is splitting behind the eyes. It is late July, 1849, somewhere on the alkali flats west of the Sweetwater, and the water barrel under the wagon has been empty since yesterday noon. The sun is a white hammer. Your wife Hannah is already out […]