So. Many. Fish. Pics.
Millennial ennui loses its sting after you've hung in a trailer with a 78-year-old war vet who needs your help bottling homebrew at 11:30 PM.
I called Cooladdi's only listed phone number and talked to Roxanne Muller, who is part of the family that makes up 100 percent of the tiny town.
There's still hexavalent chromium in the water, the town's houses are being knocked down, and the only place to buy beer is about to close.
Photographer Cody Weber's latest project is a love letter to the vanishing tiny town of his home state.
"We get drunk and think about how Williston used to be, then go home and dream about how it could be."
It's time to stop dry-humping life and the girl next door.