Well, not really, that's just the feeling I got when I took the shot.
The Wheeler Freightways yard is chock full of wonderful rusting hulks like this.
3375 Polaris Ave, Las Vegas, NV
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Every now and then when your life gets complicated and the weasels start closing in, the only cure is to load up on heinous chemicals and then drive like a bastard from Hollywood to Las Vegas ... with the music at top volume and at least a pint of ether.
-Hunter S. Thompson
Dedicated to the other side of Las Vegas, namely; the sprawling, mad, incoherent underpinnings of the world's favorite destination. That, and the occasional ranting about nothing in particular. Follow @lavi_d_avegas
No comments:
Post a Comment