This morning, a Saturday, I was out for a ride before work started and was just totally reveling in the magnificent autumn weather - it seriously doesn't get much better for fall here in St. Louis. A fucking pumpkin spice latte would have been the frothy yoga-pants-clad cherry on top if I had a blanket and cozy couch on the bay window into which I could snuggle. Anyway, so I was passing through North City in all of it's frustratingly bombed-out glory, when I started passing through one of the bright spots up there - Old North St. Louis. New pavement, clean streets, beautifully restored brick environment, I was loving it. It felt warm. I look down, only to find a fresh domino at the corner of St. Louis Avenue and Blair, less than a block from Crown Candy - home of the best malt you could ever possibly hope to have:
|Crown Candy in the background.|
I wasn't pressed for time, so I circled a few more blocks, taking in the scenery, and checked a few more intersections of new pavement - but to no avail.
Next up on our tour, is another set that I found near Francis Park - a much different place than Old North, for sure. I'm surprised I've only now found this one at the corner of Donovan and Loran:
|Francis Park right across the street.|
The final spot that I have today I discovered at the behest of a reader, via the comment section. It is at one of the busiest intersections, I think, in the city - Skinker and Forest Park Parkway - directly across from Kayaks Coffee:
I believe that I noticed a second casino token smashed into the pavement downtown somewhere along Washington, though it'll take me a while to get my ever-expanding turd-of-an-ass to go check it out. But then again, what the shit else do I have going on? Nothing. That's what.
Til next time, Hold onto your butts.