Nevada is part glitter and part gulch, and battle born for sure. Nevada is a grey Cutlass Siera, its bumper unlatched and dragging, sparking its way across a deserted highway. Nevada is a ranch sold out of its beef for the sixth straight year. Nevada is a college president in a floppy prospector’s hat, and it’s not making fun. Nevada is the most beautiful Wal-Mart you’ve ever seen, set off by a snow-covered mountain in repose.
Keep reading, though. He gets stuck in the mountains later without chains.
