This edition was visceral. You could feel the heat of the engines, smell the woodiness and flowers that made up Yuma, hear the yelling and screaming of battle... it was an experience. Yes I read this in the middle of the night and, yes, I was dizzy on Good Hope Vanilla rooibos, but don't you judge me. I FELT this deeply. And once again, a fabulous shout out to my favorite freelancer, The Brand. I wish I could pull off their David Bowie-esque cool androgeny.