Sometimes I really miss Pearson’s. Naturally, it got torn down years ago to make room for something better. It seems hard to improve upon a throwback soda fountain experience. No idea what took its place. Wonder who, if anyone, got the counter and swivel stools?
Is it? Is it really a message from the universe?
I like how off the globe looks post hyper-image-adjustment. I photographed it when Kamla and I were out for a walk one day. We saw it inside a commercial paint shop off of Jackson in the Central District. Sometimes people just need to know where in the world they are.