THE RUST BELT'S LAMENT

This junkyard/scrap heap/metal graveyard ain't your average/typical/run-of-the-mill pile of junk. Every creaky/rusty/weathered piece holds a story/tale/legend, whispered on the wind/breeze/air. It's a place where abandoned/forgotten/left-behind things read more find/gather/assemble purpose in their final/last/ultimate moments. There's the battered/