I grew up in a fallen industrial city turned criminal shit hole and this picture unironically speaks to me. To everyone else it was shit, but to me it was home.
I remember, on a night out, running into some guys from Amsterdam who randomly decided to go to my city and they asked where they could party. I took them to the one party bar in the city and they looked absolutely shocked. It was filled with like outlaws and what not. I mean, I knew everyone in there and I had a blast but they couldn’t believe the shithole they were in.
Anyway, what I want to say is that despite the picture showing a shit, sad view, it is probably home to someone who can see the beauty and the memories in the place.
That being said, can’t wait for a socialist world in which I don’t have to see that fucking yellow M anymore.
Honestly, I kind of get it too, having grown up in a small town in the western USA – one of those agricultural communities which had a short boom during the Roosevelt years and has been in a perpetual state of decay and opiod addiction every since the 1980s. Living there, I couldn’t wait to get out. But a few years ago, I met up with a childhood friend and we started reminiscing. My friend then summed it up: “You know, I kind of miss all that. It was weird and sad and crappy, but it was us…”
Honestly I get a vibe from that picture. America could be this wierd and funny place that has kind of charm and comfort in its complete absence of majesty.
If only there wasn’t killer cops, letting people suffer from preventable health problems for money, and most importantly causing death and misery in the whole world
This picture could be anywhere in the US just about…
please god get me out
The healthiest thing to ingest at this place might actually be the potted flowers
