Fargo is flat, really, really flat. It’s a grid city with wide avenues that are seemingly all under construction. There are neat little houses with neat little yards, but more than that, there are cookie cutter developments, row after row after row of beige homes that all look exactly the same, with drying lawns out front, with trucks in the driveways, with young moms. Fargo is dusty and the air is cool and it reminds me of frontier towns in Alaska more than anything, were frontier towns in Alaska surrounded by the suburbs of my nightmares.… continued…