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A Vortex of Ancient Influences
2.5
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Anonymous (
Sep 22, 2022)
On a trip from Los Angeles to Las Vegas, I blew a tire and it looked bad. It looked like I'd have to spend the night in Kingman. I'd heard stories from people who unfortunately had to make stops in this little town to get gas as it's the only significant oasis in western Arizona ...Read More
if you're heading to or fro Vegas. I was told to stay in my vehicle if possible and not to speak to the locals. They'll try to size you up if possible. But I had no choice. The flat tire and bad cell reception forced me to look for help on foot.
The sun was down and the moonlight was dull. The valley was like a dark void. I saw faint street lights in the distance and walked towards them. The sound of coyotes in the darkness surrounded me and all I had was my keys that I'd have to use as makeshift weapons should the need arise. As I got closer to civilization, the howling of the coyotes abated.
I figured it'd be safer on the streets once I got into town. I was wrong. The coyotes were threatening. THEY WERE WARNING ME.
I walked past street lights that illuminated the cracked pavement and under power lines that emanated a dull electric buzz. Coming down the highway on-ramp, I expected street traffic but saw little. Several rust-covered cars with Doordash stickers slapped on them drove by.
Eventually, I saw Kingman-ites in their natural habitat -and it weren't pretty. An older pair of emaciated, long-haired men in ill-fitting clothes no doubt acquired from the local Goodwill stared at me slack-jawed and glassy-eyed. Their fish-white flesh was puckered by the valley breeze. Their tight eyes peered out behind scraggly locks.
As I passed them and moved deeper into town, a number of bars lined the sidewalk. I could hear muffled parties within. Screechy, booze-soaked voices hollered within. All I wanted was to get some cell reception to call for a tow truck, but it seemed like the town wanted me to be exposed to this carnival of depravity.
As I walked further, the cacophony persisted: A shatter of glass. Then, in the distance, a round of drunken applause.
On the next street corner I saw what appeared to be a young girl. A moment of normality. This girl--whose belly was impossibly bulging and was clearly no older than sixteen years old--was holding a infant while flanked by two filthy toddlers. She began to retch, vomiting into a nearby open manhole. I recoiled and jogged away, realizing I couldn't save her from her circumstances.
I walked past empty, unfurnished office complexes and saw silhouettes creeping about behind the glass. My steps grew more rapid and labored as I finally found my way into an oasis of civilization; a Walmart. Inside, there were no employees and the lights flickered. Groups of local shoppers ambled about, muttering to themselves. As I rounded a corner in the frozen food section, I walked past a necromancer and several of his acolytes who glared at me with icy intent. I lowered my head and moved forward. A live cow was meandering around near the deli.
Suddenly, a bottle of wine was swept off of a nearby shelf and shattered on the ground. I heard an eerie chuckle emanating from above me. I felt the madness overtaking me.
FINALLY, my cell reception kicked in and I dialed AAA. I told the dispatch where I was and after a moment of apprehensive silence, they told me to get out of there and stand by my vehicle on the dark highway and to test my chances against the roving packs of coyotes.
I ran at full speed out of Kingman, up the on-ramp and into the dark desert beyond the reach of the street lights. Eventually, the tow truck arrived and the plan was to take me miles up the road to Lake Havasu. As sped down the highway along the outskirts of Kingman, I saw that young, pregnant girl and her family once again standing on the side of the road, all waving stiffly in their matted, wrinkled, filthy garbs.
I survived Kingman. I ain't ever going back. Not never.
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Things to Do in Kingman, AZ
3.5
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Anonymous (
May 14, 2018)
Kingman Arizona is a great place to live, and if you have friends who will be visiting soon, there are lots of attractions you take them to in the city. Here are some of the locations that you can use to plan a great visit.
Desert Diamond Distillery is a wonderful location if yo ...Read More
u and your friends love tasting quality beers and learning how beer is made. You'll get some delicious samples and there are other eateries nearby for a memorable dining experience.
Kingman Visitor Center is one of the best places to go when you're looking for something to do in the city. The front desk staff is also very helpful to help you plan your day. One of the attractions you may discover while you're at the visitors center is the Historic Route 66 Museum, which teaches you more about the history of the city.
Mohave Museum of History and Arts gives you more insight into what makes Kingman interesting, and showcases the Native American influence of the city.
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Family friendlyPublic transit is accessibleWalkable to grocery storesYards are well-keptLots of parksWalkable to restaurantsFriendly neighbors Safe at night Pet friendly Streets have sidewalksA quiet areaSense of community
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Compare Kingman, AZ Livability
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Amenities
Are there many local amenities in
Kingman?
Well, there are not many amenities close to this location.
Parks
Hubbs Neighborhood Park
Locomotive Park
Metcalfe Park
Mohave Neighborhood Park
Southside Park
Cecil Davis Park
Lewis Kingman Park
Mohave County Fairgrounds
Entertainment
Kingman Railroad Museum
Sante Fe Locomotive Number 3759
Route 66 Museum
Mohave Museum of History and Arts
Cinemark Movies 4
Food & Drink
Black Bridge Brewery
Carl's Jr.
Wendy's
Little Caesars
Subway
In-N-Out Burger
Taco Bell
KFC
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Commute
Is public transit available in Kingman?
Of all people who commute,
1.6% take public transportation in
Kingman.