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Shoe Tree

Another roadside attraction:

Dangling in the branches of the 70-foot cottonwood tree in a gully a few yards off Highway 50 are what looks like every type of footwear in existence — cowboy boots, tennis shoes, running shoes, sandals, ballet slippers, high- heeled shoes, even Rollerblades. Red, blue, yellow, green, black, striped, red- and- white, yellow-and-black. All sizes, all shapes.

[....] A few plastic soda bottles stuffed with papers and dollar bills are lashed to the tree about 20 feet up, and American flags flap amid the soles here and there. Nailed to the trunk at eye level is a yellow, 6- by-2-foot metal sign that reads "Shoe Tree" in faded black letters.

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