I’ve seen things you people wouldn’t believe. It was my first day of driving on I-40 and remnants of Route 66 between Kingman, Ariz., and Shamrock, Texas, two cities separated by some 850 miles, about a third of the length of the old road, and there it was, a massive green head. Tiki? Moai? Hard to say.
Giganticus Headicus stared out from the former Kozy Corner Trailer Park at Antares, Ariz. Not so far away, there were dinosaurs. Unbothered by Jeff Goldblum and his precautionary principles, their owners were using them to entice visitors into, among other ports of call, rock outlets (geological, not vinyl), Meteor City, and the Grand Canyon Caverns Inn.
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