


Riding through the highways and byways of the U.S, you come upon a lot of small, dying towns. Sometimes built around a square or sometimes constructed along a straight road: it’s a long string of soul destroying misery. Derelict, boarded up store fronts, slowly decaying away. The few businesses that are left are praying for a tornado to come through and put them out of their agony. Meanwhile, a couple of miles away down by the freeway, there’s a Walmart, a couple of gas stations and all the fast food your arteries can handle. The price we pay for the sin of convenience.

