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| The Town House. A motel – downtown! Modern and sleek, although the cement parking-spot berms look like they’ve been pushed into place by glaciers. (I hadn’t thought of those things for a long time until I saw this picture; they’re on the wane, I think. You’d see them in old parking lots, a few chunks held in place with rusty rebars.) (Rusty Rebars played the Town House lounge nightly, incidentally.)

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