Hotel Deaf Smith
The road gives way to Austin. Buzzing skyline, arid weather. The pace of life picks up again, as country roads turn into the ominous expressway of the 130 Toll road. After exploring the limits of the Harmon-Kardon speakers with some “comin’ home” music, the caravan arrives at Hotel Deaf Smith. Upon exiting the Wagon, Elijah speaks: “I’ve been on a lot of journeys in life, but few like the one we’ve had this past month.” At this point, he really can’t tell if anyone is listening. Wing, the dog, the announcer AI— they all seem tired of journeying . Elijah is just getting started. Ahead of this Bartender is a journey not of miles, but of dimensions. Not of gasoline, but of raw electromagnetic forces, churning deep within hot hunks of heavy metal. 80 Gold power source units and state-of-the-art video cards. The real journey begins now . And he knows it. He unloads the wagon, and heads in. He’s going through the motions after a long and weary ride. SCORE communication has brought him dreams...