Desert Town

I call this: Hello, hello . . . anyone around here sell brioche? One of those quieter towns somewhere on the I-10 to Palm Springs. Only missed out by 11 months, apparently. The building with the flag is a post office and still functioning. Dave found a woman in there at a desk at the end of a long room and bought a stamp. I met a nice man with no teeth in a truck outside.

Incidentally, he also picked up a postcard:

desert town

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