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In a town where the lamp posts look like alien heads and Walmart is painted with UFO murals, you start to believe. Roswell uses aliens as their mascot like Florida uses alligators—in souvenir shops they appear on everything from t-shirts to fake driver’s licenses, menu items are named after them, and you half expect to wake up and find one in your backyard.

After a day of wavering skepticism at the UFO Museum & Research Center, followed by a visit to a storefront whose sign advertised cheap internet access (but turned out to be the headquarters of “Alien Resistance,” who believe aliens are actually messenger of God), and a dinner of “escape pods” at the Crash Down Diner, we were aliened-out.

But they were unavoidable. On the deserted road back to our campsite at the Bottomless Lakes, we noticed two formations of blinking lights. We looked at each other with only mild surprise, and major terror. Roswell’s aliens are the kinds that grace the covers of “Communion” paperback editions—they are not the stuff of ALF or ET. When you think you see a UFO in Roswell, you are pretty sure you will shortly be abducted,... read more >>