old biker dude wears the look of
perpetual American adolescence
into the millenium and beyond on Wyoming. Ave.
What once was a population of
manufacturers, is now a population
of consumers of consumables on Xenia Ave.
Waiting for the beer truck on
Hard working, dirty-ass men are
what made Dayton great.
If there's anything that says Dayton,
its industrial scraps tossled
amidst rotgut chili-dog advertisements.
In Dayton, men are awarded with a BMX
bicycle and a life supply of wifebeaters
that they will ride and wear for the remainder
of their life. This is called the Briarmitzfah.
A pretty girl on Keowee waiting for the bus,
as opposed to a pretty scary girl on
Keowee waiting for a John named Russ.
Mendelson's has everything. Nuff said.
Is there anyone employed who
is excited about riding the RTA?