salton sea

By means of a ‘drift’ I found myself, a German, and a Martian 3 hours from my bed on the fish scale banks of the Salton Sea at sunrise today. The thousands of pelicans that trolled the dead inland body looked like small icebergs (American reading) or pieces of tissue (German reading). My eyes are still stuck and dry from the strain of staying open for 30 hours.

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