crazy spears

There's a place outside of Lordsburg, New Mexico, half a fingernail to the east on the I10 -- if you're in Deming, you've gone too far. It’s six turns off the highway with the road zigging and zagging and looping around until the black asphalt and yellow lines become dirt. It's small, not even a dot on the map, but if you go out there, drive until the road ends. You'll see a silver trailer guarded by an old yellow dog with the body of a Mastiff and the face of a beat up Rottweiler, and if you want a psychic, someone with the real shining instead of a Madam Cleo, that's where you go.