<img src="https://assets.podomatic.net/ts/6a/7a/e5/johnmmanship/3000x3000_15736327.jpg" alt="itunes pic" /><br />Stands-And-Looks-Back, whose Wasicu name is Jim, finds me in Wood, SD, and talks to me through his car window for over an hour. The subject matter feels eerily familiar and prophetic at once as he espouses on alcohol abuse, isolation, greed, and the connections among the three. I don’t ask him about the long scar running down his left arm from elbow to pinkie.<br><br>That night, I camp at an idyllic oasis in northeastern Wyoming, where I witness the destruction of family.
