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Somewhere along Highway 89
Tell me about your version in the comments. I think we’re all driving toward it. Next week: Searching for “Cobalt Midnight” in the canyons of Utah.
I stopped at a diner called The Golden Mug. I asked the waitress, “Have you heard of a place called Sienna West?”
I never found a sign that said Sienna West, Population: 1 . I never found a woman in a diner with that name.
