Children stumbling out of trailer homes, backpacks slung from slumping shoulders.

Parents stuffed behind steering wheels in idling cars with windows cracked for the quick escape of the early morning cigarette smoke.

Buttoned up corporate car culture caravans by, coffee in hand, on its way to appease the investors.

Nobody rides bikes here. Nobody gets ahead.

This is America. Blurry economics masquerading as humanity and buried alongside rotting RVs just off the shoulders of decaying two-lane roads.