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The Porcelain Duster of Lost Highway, Nevada

The Porcelain Duster of Lost Highway, Nevada

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In the summer of 2019, I drove through the high desert of central Nevada, past the turnoff for a ghost town called Currant. A woman was standing at the edge of the highway, holding a porcelain duster—a long-handled brush with a porcelain head, the bristles white as bone. She flagged me down. She needed a ride to the next town, she said. But the next town was forty miles of empty road, and the sun was going down behind the mountains. I let her in. She smelled like dry clay and dust. She didn't speak for the first ten miles. Then she started talking about the house she'd just left, and the things she'd been brushing off the walls. The duster was clean when she got in. By the time we reached the gas station at Warm Springs, the bristles were dark gray and caked with something that looked like ash. She said she had to go back. She said the dust was still falling. #PorcelainDuster #LostHighway #Nevada #Currant #HighDesert #GhostTown #Roadside #Dust #Ash #HouseOnFire #Sunset #Ride #WarmSprings #GasStation #NightDrive #FexingoHorror #HorrorPodcast #Anthology Keep every episode free: buymeacoffee.com/fexingo
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