The Legend of the Sink HoleOn Labor Day, the sink hole has swallowed up it's warning beacons.
Wednesday, a CityWorks truck dumps a giant metal panel on top of the hole.
The warning signs gets ignominiously tossed in the garbage (for another City department to take care of, I imagine.)
And, I guess, that's the fix for the sinkhole!

And now, the grossest thing so far on Clark Street.....

1 comment:
Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! Every scenario I can imagine that ends with a clump of hair in the gutter on Clark St. is fucking revolting.
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