The sight of the random pair of sneakers hanging from a power line strangely filled me with a sense of satisfying familiarity.
Good to know that kids here are basically the same as those I grew up with in East LA, so many years ago.
A sight to behold indeed.
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Sadly enough, though maybe just the opposite, on one of the busiest streets in my part of Mid-town Atlanta, I could show you the same power line, perhaps even the same tennis shoes. But, I’m too lazy to take the photo. I guess that is the difference between us “fast paced guys” in the urban world, and you “mossy along guys” our rural heartland. A built in genetic memory, sort makes you proud to be an American, doesn’t it?
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