"Neon Lights, Shimmering Neon Lights"

I live just off a busy street; a highway superseded by local freeways. It possesses a generic, terminal ugliness. Fast food joints thrive like weeds next to empty storefronts,  discount furniture outlets and massage parlors. Walking down the sidewalk I could be almost anywhere in America. A poison tawdriness is accented by signs. Crass, garish signs advertising nail salons, cell phones, cut-rate insurance, paycheck advances, palm readers, discount mattresses, acupuncture etc. There is even a business that specialises in banners and signs and for all I know is responsible for many that I see as I stroll. This is my favorite.

I could be almost anywhere. But I am not walking down Piedmont Avenue.


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