Ellen looking for the food channel
Early in the day, still in Wyoming, we went through the town of "Node." It consisted of one house. That was it. Not another building. This inspired some doggerel:
Ode to Node:
All hail to thee, O Node!
All praise to thee is owed!
Midst bleak desolation,
In stark isolation,
You consist of but one abode.
Or
There once was a village called Node,
Which consisted of but one abode.
Want something to do?
It's all up to you!
Unless something comes down the road.
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