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i have driven I-80 from the Bay Area to Winnemucca and then 95 north all the way up to the Snake River in Idaho. Stayed over in a town that had one motel, one restaurant and no gas stations ...years ago but yes, i did have that thought!

What i have NOT done is driven the "loneliest highway," a stretch of US 50 in central NV that has one town (Austin) over a 400 mile stretch ...now THAT is where i would wonder ...


I know all of these roads intimately. I bet I could drive them blindfolded. I have driven them half asleep. After paying tuition, my newfound domme money was put towards a Mazda Miata. Driving 50, top down, dog in the passenger side, no one on the road, and miles of desert on either side? Highly recommended.


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Your background in such a small town raises the question, which is not seriously being asked but which the reader cannot avoid contemplating, how does one discover kink in a place like that


Never underestimate the resourcefulness of an isolated nerdy girl. I read A LOT of fantasy and science fiction—a lot of intellectual stuff, but also a lot of trashy stuff. I was also really into esoteric music. Sometimes, I go back and listen to some of my old stuff. I don't think I had a choice but to be kinky.

I got my hands on Anne Rice's Beauty series around 12 or 13.

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My favorite "urban hike" in Paris == taken years ago -- was north along the Canal and all the way up to the big park up in Seine-Saint Denis. Not sure if the path is still there...


I often jog the Canal St Martin past Parc de la Villette and outside of Paris. In 45 minutes one is in the countryside. Are you speaking of the canal that splits off of Villette and goes towards Saint Denis/Stade de France? I'm not sure I would go that way these days as a woman alone. . .
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