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July 12, 2010
The sky hurled down its rain as if it meant to beat our car into the earth. Except for those moment when the clouds flashed and surrounded us with furious whips of light, we could not see more than a few feet ahead of the car. We drove slowly.

It was as we were blindly crawling our way across the desert, on that highway with nothing but shrubs on either side, that we saw her. Naked, her hair nearly to her knees and swinging in every direction, she danced. 

 In the rain. In the lightening. In the desert. She danced.