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Originally Posted by KcMizzou
My great aunt and uncle live there. They run a huge pheasant farm. They're quality people... Kansas thing aside.
It's... desolate.
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I remember driving across Kansas about 20 years ago. I was helping my cousin move to LA, and driving the rental truck while she and her roommate drove their cars. The ****ing truck had a governor on it that limited the speed to 65 mph. It was brutal, and endless. The odd clump of trees surrounding a distant farmhouse, flat endless horizon in either direction, heading towards a distant rise. When you nearly reach the top of the rise, you pray for something, anything different, but all you you'd get is another rise that looks just like it. Over and over. Ugh.