Real Americana
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5/2/2010
There are worlds that collide in a kaleidoscopic way in Gallup. Culture here is more palpable than Starbucks. History is settled, but the remnants linger on. A kind of rock and roll ghost town of time past-of cowboys and indians; here, where the Natives have their own America and bartering in turquoise is a common occurrence. Where Navajo and Zuni walk with railroad men down historic route 66, and the dust never settles, and the mournful whistle of the night train from LA marks a steady cadence, Gallup is an amazing anachronism that must be protected, and ultimately, revered. Nothing less can do to preserve the heartbeat of the nation. You want to feel America. This is the place.
robert | New York, NY