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not quite the city that never sleeps

in fact, a little sleepier

full of good booze and good views

only an hour from mountain peaks

and blistering winds

which seeks

to dissuade the recently arrived hoard

from going outside and exploring the outdoors

yet the adventure seekers still ascend;

the parking lots are still full by five am

and a native will dare you

to find a 14er that isn’t crowded

and even though it’s changed

and even though it may seem strange

that so many people flock to this high desert plain

it’s still home for now

and has some decent thai chow

the people are nice and the views still entice

just wish there was a little bit less snow and ice














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