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Living the American DreamThis reminds me of No Country for Old Men. Rugged desert terrain and chipping paint on roadside stops and no-tell-motels. Around the late 70’s early 80’s when agriculture as our mainstay was being taken over by technology and industry and it seems like everything beyond the midwest was perpetually covered by dust. If you drive through northern texas today, this is pretty much what everything still looks like.

A few years ago, while still in college, I was on a service trip to learn about the Navajo culture. As we drove from the grand canyon back home we stopped at a gas station in the middle of nowhere texas. There was a housing of about 6 pumps that hadn’t been in service for probably 40 years, with about 6 rusted ford trucks parked within. The trucks looked like they had been new in the 1950’s. Upon entering the ‘convenience’ store we came to realize that this wasn’t your average sunoco. An old man with a cowboy hat sat behind a glass display case, transfixed on the 15 inch television in front of him. The display case held old antique items, there were racks of used clothing for sale, stacks of vhs tapes, taxidermy and an old soda machine. One of my friends bought a purple sweatshirt that said “Girls Rule, Boys Drool”. I lacked the foresight to buy anything or even stay in the store long enough to contemplate the amazingness of this place. I will probably spend the next 10 years of searching for the Texas gas station of my dreams.

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Photographed by Andrew Yee
How To Spend It Magazine- March 2012