If you could escape the current state of national, nay global angst we've all been suffering these last several weeks, would you take the chance on a little time travel? I can't promise the period of your choice - that Eden of childhood, or the city in that decade you loved the best - but I have found a pocket of the past in the most unlikely setting. This afternoon, in the sullen climes of the Cadman Plaza Post Office, between windows 6 & 7, an LED display is counting down the hours til the Millennium. I captured the clock this afternoon, the 8th of May, 1998, with only 520 days, 11 hours, 29 minutes and 35 seconds left of the twentieth century.
I thought of Ray Bradbury. If I strayed off the customer waiting line could I possibly make the difference?
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