Remember when I saw Little Birds and told you about the Salton Sea? Looks like that place has been captured on film again.
Salt and small towns.
False seas and desolation.
I like these things.
They are post-apocalyptic without actually going through an apocalypse.
Or maybe life is just one big apocalypse?
There's your deep thought for the day.
I've been reading a lot of Borges lately.
Can you tell?