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I never found a sign that said Sienna West, Population: 1 . I never found a woman in a diner with that name.

There is a color that exists only for twenty minutes at dusk. Painters call it Sienna —raw when it’s earthy, burnt when it’s been kissed by fire. But I was looking for Sienna West . Searching for- sienna west in-

If you go looking for Sienna West, don’t pack a GPS. Pack a pair of sunglasses and a loose definition of the word “there.” I never found a sign that said Sienna West, Population: 1

I decided to find her. Or it . Or whatever that light was. Painters call it Sienna —raw when it’s earthy,

I stopped at a diner called The Golden Mug. I asked the waitress, “Have you heard of a place called Sienna West?”

But I found the color in the wing of a raven at sunset. I found it in the patina of an abandoned gas station. I found it in the space between a sigh and the next breath.