There was a time when driving across America meant something more than just getting from point A to point B. The highways were lined with things that made you slow down, pull over, or at least crane your neck hard enough to earn a stiff back. Giant statues, glowing signs, themed motels shaped like wigwams — they were part of the landscape in a way that felt permanent, even when they weren’t. Most of them are gone now. A few survive in scattered,…
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