3693-Crazed CMYK

Illustration: Phil Cannon

Moving to Salt Lake City was a culture shock in more ways than one. I could handle the mormons and the fact that people seem to use the words “movie” and “show” interchangeably, but I was hardly prepared for those interminable winters which seemed to sneak up in the middle of fall, and then wrap the city in a slushy stranglehold for 6 miserable months. Fortunately for me, a marauding band of skateboarding weirdos took me under their mottled wing and showed me how to truly HUFF the marrow from a salt city summer before everything was doused in a crippling, powdery white. Full piece here.

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