Is there another layer of paint underneath the more recent layer of text? I thought it said DRrtland but upon closer inspection, it had read Portland.

It's been almost 30 years, then? Time sure does fly when you don't notice it. Do people still use it? I've seen one somewhere, but it was rusty, bent and weathered, simply neglected.

>>2
I'm really not sure. But I think it was a decorative gift.
Maybe.

You are everywhere, aren't you.

Nice post

It's so cute!

>>2
Something like this has happened in my hometown.
We have a british sister-city and they sent us a way cool phonebooth. It was placed in a very nice spot, near the church.

After a few years, vandals started destroying it and it was replaced by one of those ugly, modern public phones. I was very sad.

>>7
It's our natural fear of change, anon. But it's fine to be sad; the youth of today simply do not care about this little world of ours, simply because they cannot appreciate it. I know it would bad if I were to label all of them, but I suppose it can't be helped in an age where we type to each other and send these messages almost instantaneously.

When I was still young, I remember having a small tree outside my bedroom window. My relatives moved in and began having a complete makeover for the house. After five years, I found myself coming back to this same house, my hometown. The tree was no longer there, the mossy walls outside were clean and were painted, the grotto was no longer there, and I saw the ground where my dog was buried. It was all too much, and I was saddened, of course.

There was a bench in a park that I went to. It was vandalized, shaky and loose; a comfortable bench, nonetheless. After a year, the bench was broken. The wooden planks dirtied with spray paint, etchings of names and dates present, the seats mangled, bent and broken, as if someone had smashed the bench with a large hammer. It was a strangely sight, to see something you were never fond of, broken. It saddened me, to think that people would do this for their own kind of "fun".

>>8
I and the rest of the youth tend to take everything we have for granted, whether it is technology like the Internet and affordable computers, or a pleasant town, not fully realising all of our comfort is the precious product of people's labour and an established system which we might be too hasty in trying to change. On the one hand you have people vandalising the system or its product, thinking everything will still be magically there for them whatever they do. On the other, not overvaluing the current order in an ever more affluent world has allowed the youth of today and yesteryear to share their compassion more liberally. Empathy now transcends genders, countries and races for much of the developed world, but this didn't used to be so. Our grandfathers, too, had their own way to appreciate things which I'm sure their own grandfathers were not all too enthusiastic about...