Two Guns, Arizona is quite a place. It’s random, apparently. Situated right off of Interstate 40 about 30 miles east of Flagstaff, AZ - however, at one point Two Guns was a fairly major tourist attraction on the first road that went from Chicago to Santa Monica, Route 66. Cursed? Haunted? Oh yes, Two Guns is. Both of the forementioned. Crazy uncomfortable feelings there that lasted well into the next day. I think I caught a little of the curse. Don’t worry, though. I’ve been spiritualy cleared since then. No shit. That’s how serious I feel about this place. Check out the Bobcast for some in depth history of the area, but formost in my mind is the Apache Death Cave. Yeah. Death. Cave. It is as bad as it sounds, if not worse. Buildings don’t last here. Nor human lives, apparently. Check it out.
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More info about Two Guns? Here - https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/two-guns
Don Knotts visits Two Guns? Nah, it me.
Dead inside? Probably.
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See!!! Even the Light Of The Lord can’t touch Two Guns. Sheesh,