I sat on the stone wall with my feet dangling over a long drop. Spread out before me were the dazzling reds, pinks and purples of the painted desert. The colors swirled and swooped in graceful arcs across the desert hills. Behind the glowing hills, 120 miles away, rose dark jagged peaks topped by the piercing blue sky. I was alone. For twenty minutes I munched on my lunch admiring the painted desert.

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