Wendy_86
Maps. I like maps. I have a map of every member's town pinned on my wall, and a map of the Web printed on 40 pages that is already wrong. My favourite place on the whole planet is not a city. It is a face.
Nobody carved it. The rain did. Seen from above, it is a head looking west, wearing a headdress, and since the early 2000s it also wears earphones: a road and an oil well, that is all they are. In 2006 a county council in Alberta gave the face a name.
Look at it yourself: 50°00′38″N 110°06′48″W. Then tell the club his name.
(Wendy printed the satellite picture in 1999, which is strange, because the picture did not exist yet.)
He's still listening. I don't think it's music. I don't think it ever was. I'm going somewhere without roads.
