Film Noir at Gallop Park, On the Edge

of suburbia in flux behind one of the town’s, count ’em, two mega high schools. The sometimes-tended-to nature preserve where green & green slide crisp between brisk handshakes, where a middle-aged Jimmy John’s driver suddenly halts his ‘98 Corolla, goes noiseless. Where the sun isn’t exactly booming, but it’s Sunday morning & I’m in my […]