Jim Kunstler talks about sprawl:
[Clusterfuck Nation/Calgary]: every new suburban house built, every new Target store opened, every new parking lot paved, every highway widened will be a project in the service of a living arrangement with no future. It is a true madness that beats a path to historic tragedy.
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1. The Way There
Austin High School is only ten minutes from here as the highway flies, so Trudy was right when she shouted out the door,
You have plenty of time! Once I was on the road, I no longer felt rushed.
All four lanes of the highway were empty. I turned up the stereo and opened the windows. The wind blew thru my hair. A fog was settling on the canyon. White wisps of it curled around the trees as I drove by.
I pulled up with plenty of time to spare.
2. The Way Back
I turned on the headlights. The dials on the dashboard lit up dim orange. I turned on the stereo and joined the line of cars leaving the parking lot. As we got back onto the freeway, I turned up the music.
I heard Ben say to Zack,
A cassette tape! His voice sounded proud, almost boastful.
My dad has one of those in his truck, Zack said.
As I drove back thru the night, the music and the wind and the voices of the boys talking about cassette tapes and record albums washed over me.
And in no time we were home.
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