“Whither goest thou, America, in thy shiny car in the night?”Jack Kerouac
Night is falling on the city streets. Shadows grow in the corners. Stores are shuttered and the sidewalks of America have a quiet settle over them. Some people go indoors, while others come outside. Soul of America is a look at the pre-nocturnal urban when day turns to night. Rough around the edges like we are.
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