A guy he met on the ad circular job mentioned the place. He swore the guy said they called it just that: The Place.
It was private property, but the owner didn’t trust the government, and it was behind a storage campus, so no one really cared.
No hard drugs, no fighting, the guy told him. Build your own domicile or live in a tent.
You could canoe the Roug…
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