There’s that. But there’s the other level, too – the one where I get Waffle House dreams of being on the road and getting two eggs, grits, and toast for $3, the one where I come from the kind of family that would find itself on a pristine beach and say, “Where are the go-carts? Where’s the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Museum?” And then there’s the third level, where it’s just a hazy-glow, iconic image of Americana, for better (see “two eggs, grits, and toast for $3” above) or worse (see sarcasm).
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There’s that. But there’s the other level, too – the one where I get Waffle House dreams of being on the road and getting two eggs, grits, and toast for $3, the one where I come from the kind of family that would find itself on a pristine beach and say, “Where are the go-carts? Where’s the Ripley’s Believe It or Not Museum?” And then there’s the third level, where it’s just a hazy-glow, iconic image of Americana, for better (see “two eggs, grits, and toast for $3” above) or worse (see sarcasm).
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Definitely a Edward Hopper view of Americana.
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I can see that 🙂
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Land of the hash-brown
Home of the long working day
Scattered and smothered
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and chunked and covered,
capped, peppered. diced, stepped on
thrown against the wall
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