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From a broken home, 3

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Here’s one more view of the broken mobile home. I can hardly stand to think about what must have gone wrong with the last residents of the place…

(You can see it again here and here.)

Tomorrow we’ll move along to something else; I’ll be glad for the change.

New Deal, Texas
photographed 2.12.2016

From a broken home, 2

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Here’s a closer – and sadder – view of that sofa from yesterday’s post.

It wasn’t just the sofa: the sculpted carpet, long out of fashion, and the fireplace and the plastic wallboard all contributed to the sadness of the place.

New Deal, Texas
photographed 2.12.2016

From a broken home, 1

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It was the sofa.

I often see these double-wide mobile homes being transported down the road, with the white wrapping on the inside side pulled tight. When I see them that way, they are just part of someone’s house being hauled someplace new. This one, moored beside a narrow road, was different from the beginning, with strips of plastic flapping slowly in the breeze.

But it was seeing that sofa, stuck in a half-living-room, that put it on a human scale.

New Deal, Texas
photographed 2.12.2016

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