SLC, LDS, mormons.
I sometimes remember how it felt to live in SLC. There is a looming underlying feeling of dread in that city. It is entwined with it's blackened heart. There is an almost tangible sensation of unease. It's as if you can feel the hivemind of mormonism leering at you, and it's horrifying.
Dog is my copilot
Generalistic and moderated instance.