entropy
Vacancy
silver gelatin lith print
To me, nothing says, "Americana" like an old-style motel. Constructed in a long row, each room having its own door to the outside where the occupant's car was parked. A window air conditioner. And, of course, the two painted metal chairs outside to give the occupants a place to sit after eating at the local diner, enjoying the sunset, perhaps smoking the day's last cigarette.