Sometimes laws hang around long after their applicability fades to nil. Woodward Avenue, in Detroit, has a famous legal vestige of the past, at least as I always heard it: it’s illegal to drive cattle down Woodward. It’s entirely possible that this is a myth, propagated in those little books that people buy to give to people who then put them by the guest toilet.
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I’m guessing this looks like shelves of dishes to you. I see more than that; I see the flexing of time, that this stockpile is a combination from at least two houses, and more households.
And now shrouded in newspaper, to avoid (some of) the dust of winter.
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Attend any late-summer community festival, and bask in the creativity you encounter.
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