While driving from Wisconsin to New York, we passed a couple of things that struck us as fitting the state/area we found them in perfectly:
- In Wisconsin: a Bible store right next to a store that sold barstools
- In the southside of Chicago: We Starch Jeans in a dry cleaners’ window
- Near Sturgis, Indiana: Broasted Chicken, Fireworks, & Discount Tobacco
- & of course, on the way into Brooklyn over the Manhattan Bridge – Brooklyn: Where New York City Starts
But now we’re home again, in our very cluttered apartment, & I’m wondering why on earth I have all the rest of the clothes I left here, since what I had in Wisconsin was enough to get dressed every day for three months.