Main street there runs through the middle of the town

And there is a dirty postoffice

And a dirty city hall

And a dirty railroad station

And the United States flag cries, cries the Stars and Stripes to the four winds 

            on Lincoln’s birthday and the Fourth of July.

— Carl Sandburg (1878-1967)

     from "The Sins Of Kalamazoo" 

     ("Smoke And Steel", 1922)

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