Now into the Heart of the Beast.
I drove over hwy 74, with a little detour to Idylwild, and into Hemet itself.
It's bigger. Goes on almost as long as Arizona.
But there's still not much of anything there.
Stayed in another dive motel, shabby but clean, noisy but apparently secure, and had dinner at Yelp's #2 local restaurant. An Italianate simulacrum with home made pasta that was pretty good. However, later that night some combination of food, dehydration, stress, and anxiety disagreed...
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