The gas stations are open on Sundays in October. I love the organic nature of small towns. With less people things just end up where they do. Like a fountain in the middle of an intersection. I love the randomness of small towns. Cities are created by a crowd,
which means no-one gets what they want.
Our server had just dyed her hair blue, and it was creeping down the side of her face. Alex went to the washroom and the whole sink was blue. Did she dye her hair at work? We will never know.
