S and-strewn pavement, straggly bushes and a stunted, half-dead palm tree lay in the light of our car's HID bi-xenons. Photographer Simpson and I sit motionless in the middle of the street, consulting the BMW navigation system. There's no danger of impeding traffic. No traffic to speak of. Since crossing Highway 86 an hour ago and entering Salton City, California, we haven't passed a single moving vehicle. Miles in the distance, we see the lights from big rigs snaking along the highway route. None have Salton City as a destination. As remote as this place feels, we're not so far from civilization-Palm Springs, that Mecca of celebrity and affluent retirees, is just on the other side of the mountain. But we may as well be at the edge of the Earth.
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