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I've actually been to the site of the Battle of the Little Bighorn. From what I recall (my visit being when I was roughly 11), it was conveniently close to the freeway, much to my dad's satisfaction.

As for Billings, it is nowhere near as cool as Butte, as far as Montana towns go.

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