Fumes of Childhood

I see paint marks on the road and along the side of the road all the time. These guides tell workers where to dig or what to dig up or what to watch out for. But I rarely see them painted. I saw a worker marking the ground with two hand-held paint guns. The smell of the fresh paint was just like the model paint I used when I was a kid.

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