Trenton Makes…

February 16th, 2007

I’m sitting on the SEPTA regional train waiting to start moving again. Out the window, off in the darkness, are the words, “TRENTON MAKES THE WORLD TAKES” in bright red neon letters. I’ve passed that sign maybe a dozen times at this point. It still seems pathetic and self-pitying.
You have to wonder about the culture of a place that would collectively choose to identify itself by laying a guilt trip on visitors and asking locals to wallow in their own perceived suffering.


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