I had a friend in town who grew up around here but had not been back for many years. On our way to dinner he’s looking at Robar’s garbage all over the place and empty storefronts everywhere. We …
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I had a friend in town who grew up around here but had not been back for many years. On our way to dinner he’s looking at Robar’s garbage all over the place and empty storefronts everywhere. We were sitting needlessly at traffic lights for way, way too long. “This used to be a great place,” he said. “Who’s running things here?”