The Newtown Pentacle

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- photo by Mitch Waxman

Perambulating down Northern Boulevard here in Queens, one finds many gas stations and quite a few car washes. The Hess Station on the corner of Steinway offers both. A small, seemingly robotic car washing chamber exists here. Luckily, it possesses windows, which allow for some pretty intense lighting, at the right time of day. Car washes are another one of the things which your humble narrator waxes on about.

- photo by Mitch Waxman

“Back in the day,” as it were, it wasn’t customary to ride through the wash. You would leave your vehicle, and “the Brooklyn way” was to follow along with your car, viewing it through plexiglass windows as it made its way through the detention, wash, and optional Carnuba wax. At the end of the process, in a wood paneled room, would be a cashier. Loss leaders on sale at this station included key chains, porn magazines, “gas, grass, or ass- nobody rides for free” bumper stickers, and all sorts of fingerless gloves.

- photo by Mitch Waxman

Whereas I, for one, welcome our new robot overlords… the long counter of air freshener products screen printed with Farrah Fawcett pin ups is missing from this automata, as is a complicated display with key chains extolling the logo of several auto brands. It does make for pretty pictures, of course, but still… Where does someone go these days for mirrored aviator sunglasses that fold, or a bumper sticker adjuring the Ayatollah Khomeni to go to hell?

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Written by Mitch Waxman

February 21, 2013 at 12:15 am

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  1. “Where does someone go these days for mirrored aviator sunglasses that fold, or a bumper sticker adjuring the Ayatollah Khomeni to go to hell?”

    Good Lord, man! Showing your advanced years! Who in this day and age would even know the names Farrah Fawcett or the Ayatollah Khomeni aside from some antediluvian old fossil and one can only find the other aforementioned tchotchkes in some museum. Now grandsire, retire to your sofa for the night to watch re-runs of ‘Three’s Company’ on your betamax.

    You forgot to mention mood rings and click-clacks, by the way…..

    Cav

    February 21, 2013 at 4:11 pm


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