What is this place? I thought, as I gingerly stepped around the sandstone slabs protruding from the soil atop a spare mesa. The stones had been cut into rectangular shapes, placed on their sides, and aligned into patterns, some square, some circular. Was it a burial ground? An astronomical observatory? A center of worship? And why the…
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