In the early 2000s, I was walking along the railroad tracks just east of South Broadway — way beyond the brewery, well past any sign of life save for a frozen-in-time diner which advertised blue plate specials without the slightest hint of hipster irony. It was late October — the sky gray, the wind skipping off the Mississippi.…
In the early 2000s, I was walking along the railroad tracks just east of South Broadway — way beyond the brewery, well past any sign of life save for a frozen-in-time diner which advertised blue plate specials without the slightest hint of hipster irony. It was late October — the sky gray, the wind skipping off the Mississippi.…