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For some reasons I decided to do a few then-and-now shots, perhaps because the place isn’t particularly interesting. We’ll see.
The church before:
The church after, with new decorations on the painted wall.
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Oooh, a post-war grocery store. Do we have a better shot?
Yes, but alas.
It's hard on a town when the grocery store goes out. Hard.
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Putting the urns around the door helps to reduce its off-centeredness, but it’s not enough.
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Ladies and Gentlemen, the Midwest
Looks like it got a thick coat of stucco; I’d bet there are bricks beneath.
FOR THE LAST TIME NOW WE DON’T SELL HOME AIR FILTERS
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Des Mart: a fine post-war facade, if a bit rote. Nice to see it intact, and well kept; not a trace of rust.
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I can hear the Herb Alpert play. I don’t know why. But I do.
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Post-war building in the “public service” style, which could include utilities.
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Old man Brenner comes out once a month, wild-eyed and smelly
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See? The same “public service” style.
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OUMBist of the OUMB.
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The modern interpretation of the Main Street commercial strip has been, for decades, an almost instant failure.
No one loves this stuff.
The side was done in 60s Flintstone style.
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Something interesting: the high school. I’ll bet it was a WPA building. If not, at least it was built during that era. Kids must have felt pretty spiffy: this was as modern as Buck Rogers.
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Finally: a bit of the bygone times.
There's more . . . but there isn't, really.
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