BOISE, IDAHO — After an hour of driving through desolate and beautiful mountains and scrubs and plains and buttes, I finally found civilization on the edge of a small town called Arco.

I pulled into the gas station, relieved. I had been slightly afraid I might run out of gas in the part of Idaho literally called Craters of the Moon because it looks like you’re not on Earth.

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