On my recent trip out to Pine Ridge, I was with a comrade from Canada and it was his first time in the US. We drove the entire way from California, making a detour up to Oregon to pick up some equipment.
On our way east we went through Idaho and as we were crossing into Wyoming he told me “I am now convinced that Idaho is not a real place”.
Literally what I said after leaving Idaho. Had to call the cops because there was a truck on the highway that REEKED like a dead body. I still do not believe any of that state was real.
Trust me, it’s a scent that you know when you smell it. You smell it once and instantly know what you’re smelling. I think it’s a scent we’re hardwired to recognize. But the answer is childhood trauma.
Most hinged person in Idaho
On my recent trip out to Pine Ridge, I was with a comrade from Canada and it was his first time in the US. We drove the entire way from California, making a detour up to Oregon to pick up some equipment.
On our way east we went through Idaho and as we were crossing into Wyoming he told me “I am now convinced that Idaho is not a real place”.
Literally what I said after leaving Idaho. Had to call the cops because there was a truck on the highway that REEKED like a dead body. I still do not believe any of that state was real.
Dare I ask how you know what a dead body smells like?
Trust me, it’s a scent that you know when you smell it. You smell it once and instantly know what you’re smelling. I think it’s a scent we’re hardwired to recognize. But the answer is childhood trauma.
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