I just returned from working with clients in St. George, Utah.

ST. GEORGE, was always a town we 'passed through' 

or stopped to gas up on the way from California to visit family in Salt Lake.

I am not a fan of the desert, 

but our glimpse of the town was limited to the gas station with the easiest freeway access.

Mostly it was hot.

Like a furnace.

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