A reporter friend of mine, in town for the American Wind Energy Association extravaganza this week, reports that he had quite the experience during a 3 a.m. stop for gas on Riverfront — the street formerly known as Industrial.
“Wow. I’ve been to gas stations all over the world including the Third World, and this was the trippiest. Lots of action in the shadows — a transvestite hooker in $400 jeans howling at the moon, her drunk as hell partner, and a guy named Sarge who approached our car with multiple offers of mouth to male reproductive organ resuscitation.”
Glad to see the city’s plans for revitalizing Riverfront are progressing so well.
