
My town is a very wonderful town. Possibly it is not unique.

My town is the strangest place I have ever lived.

As with any place in the United States, there are people and cars.

There are signs everywhere. They are eloquent.




It is a town like any town.



There is magic in small things.

All kinds of hope clashes with all kinds of despair






And the reason for everything remains unsaid. Plain as the palm of my hand.
