So 106 miles (and 106 thousand trees) later I landed in Forsyth, Montana, asked for a recommendation of a decent motel at an all-night diner, found a cheap hotel, showered, and went back to aforementioned diner to eat.
This was my favorite motel so far. Clean and $25- Pat's Motel.
n 46 15.897, w 106 40.518
(That's a full-sized fridge.)

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Did anyone wake you up in the middle of the night screaming, "Who are you?"
or "Do you have any beer?"
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