There is a paved street going through the town of Arivaca.

Everybody waves.

That guy just waved at us.

And it's really known to be like a really friendly, welcoming place.

Just sort of live and let live kind of folks live here.

It is the closest town to the southern border.

And you can get a 16-ounce Budweiser for two bucks. Not bad, huh?

Welcome to Aravaca, Arizona. Population, about 723.

Nine miles north of the border.

There's not much here to note.

The town is not even incorporated.

There's no police force or town government.

No nearby towns or cities.

Just desert mountain vistas overlooking an eccentric community, mostly filled with aging hippies, artists, and retirees, who somehow found this town and a bond with each other.

I see one, two, three. There's about six buildings in the main part of town, a gas station, mercantile, a little white building.

Everything is really one story.

This business doesn't even look like it's operating.

And the biggest business seems to be this La Guittana canina and cafe,

which is kind of the hangout of the town.

And there's a sign on the door of the popular local spot

that makes it clear where this small town stands when it comes to militias.

Okay, read what this sign says.

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