Get Wolfgang on the line — my airplane is making that wretching sound again

According to Forbes.com, Albuquerque is a "Telecommuting Heaven."

But what does that mean? A Telecommuting Heaven is somewhere

where I could do my best thinking, yet not become so isolated that I would go crazy. I would want reliable high-band Internet connections, nice weather of the western sunny and dry type, infinite hiking trails, a small airport close by with a mechanic named Ace or Wolfgang who knew every inch and hum of my airplane, spicy Mexican food and ice-cold beer with lime wedges, something like a graduate school for Swedish masseuses where I might lend my body in the cause of scientific advancement, and a church where I could repent.

[SHUDDER]

Reading that makes me want to take a shower.

Note the house price: $255,000. Also note that the photo is more than ten (more than fifteen?) years old.

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