I spend the night just south of Youngstown. All day I had in my head the great song about Youngstown, the most expressive piece of art I know about these “rust belt” towns. Once they were iron, now rust.
The Ohio Valley.
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This entry (permalink) was posted on Thursday, August 6, 2009, at 1:19 am by jbkuhner. Filed in Music, Travels and tagged Bruce Springsteen, Youngstown.
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