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Cruising at highway speed, aided by a strong tailwind, a pronghorn antelope streaks alongside me, darting between sagebrush and eyeballing his suicidal intention to blitz across the roadway in front of my truck. Suddenly, our sprint enters downtown Jeffrey City, a modern day ghost town out on the high sagebrush plains of central Wyoming.  The pronghorn dashes behind what appears to be an abandoned gas station. Crudely made signs and a neon light indicate that the business is open with MONK King BiRd POTTERY hand painted with two bird footprints on the storefront.