Everybody used to come down town to shop, back when there more buses and even trolleys and before the freeways bled the city like a 17th Century barber treating gout. It was still a vibrant scene in the fall of 1967 when I hit St. Louis University and took the bus downtown to buy a radio at one of the department stores. You could outfit a bride. Not so much any more.
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Revelation 21:2 I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband.
Oh for neons like this ...
I hit university in 1966 and had to screw up the gall to wear brown scalloped tights, against the run of sheers with seams. The road taken was the making of me ...
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