The Land of Oil and Water

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A sign above the cafe adjacent to the motel across the highway from the railroad tracks in Lordsburg, New Mexico, proclaimed the good news in faded red letters on a flaking white background. "Whiskey and water," I told the waitress when she came with her pencil and pad.

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