

This is what Walnut Creek looks like from the window of a BART train:
Coming out here is a change of pace which is why I like it. Smooth, open roads with mellow traffic, new sights, anonymity.Back in the city on my last drop that day I decided to stretch before heading in and noticed this ashtray:
It was full of at least a pack of the same smokes, Marlboro Lights, floating in their own tabacky juice.
I guess that's not that interesting, is it?

2 comments:
"Hollywoods" they're called by butt picker uppers. I'm sure there's another term for the floaters.
I bet somebody decided to quit and dumped their last pack in, right then and there.
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