Like the craters of the moon.
Traversing the geology of Flossmoor’s choppy streets gives a good general idea of what those astronauts encountered on the lunar landscape 50 years ago.
What an adventure. Every block brings another encounter with a roadway that has been gouged by the worst that our Midwestern elements can offer — extremes in cold and heat — mixed in with the everyday abuse from cars and trucks.
Some streets are worse than others but few are entirely free from the scars that come when asphalt totally surrenders to vehicular wear and tear . . .
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