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We quickly walked around the entire territory, by the standards of a modern cemetery, it was very tiny. But one hundred graves for a town where only about one hundred and thirty settlers lived at that time is an impressive figure. Reed stopped at a statue of a cowboy. As the signature said - the head of the route. From here there was a view of the city, but only of the surrounding area, because the hill was still small. Compared to the clan lands, it was a rather prosaic sight.

"Not a view of the Shoshone." My companion must have been thinking the same thing.

- Yes, do not compare - agreed.

When I moved to Laramie, I was often asked what it was like, after a town of less than three thousand square meters, to be in the center of a district of almost thirty square meters. But they did not take into account the miles of forest and mountains around us, this area was striking in its power and boundlessness. We were not closed in the center of residential buildings and freeways.

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