
I don't know that any of our two or three neighbors takes advantage of the phone lines. People out here don't seem to talk very much.
Here, the wind does most of the talking. Howling, whispering, sighing, singing to itself. I think the wind's overbearing voice -- the wind that blasted tons of sand across the plains to create the Great Sand Dunes -- is one reason why the area will never be successfully settled.
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