I was on my way to the lab to pick up some film, taking a new route, when I passed this gas station. The first thing that caught my eye were the flags, and there’s a whole mess of them you can’t see from this view. I kept driving but the scene stayed with me.

On the way home, I continued to think about the irony of a gas station bedecked in more American flags than VFW outpost on the Fourth of July.

But then again, it seems, more and more the American flag and oil are becoming one and the same. Maybe it’s not that ironic.

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