North along the interstate, over a bridge and into and through a town I rarely visit, and then to one I went to once, chasing law enforcement transparency of all things. There, we found a roadway with our name and, not far or long after, packages to take (and maybe remake) home with a little help.

The partly sunny sky view in the shade of the IKEA fulfillment center in American Canyon, California, covers almost half of the parking lot today.

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