From the tower, he could see the highway and the city as far as the mesa beyond. He focused the binoculars on the mesa and watched the radar
installation for a time, but nothing unusual appeared to be happening
there. He lowered the glasses slightly to watch the new Green Star
encampment down at the roadside park. The area of the park had been
roped off. Tents were being pitched. Utility crews worked at tapping the
gas and power lines. Several men were engaged in hoisting a sign at the
entrance to the park, but they held it edgewise to his gaze and he could
not read it. Somehow the boiling activity reminded him of a nomad
"carnival" coming to town.
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