Words and pictures by Alberto Penalva
Farmers stand between rolling hills, crops of tomatoes and strawberries begging to be picked, and the Market Street Railway line, a no-longer-existent street car that ran through this part of town. A boxer dodges and weaves between a circus tent, flag waving in the wind, and a large church. Children walk up the street, being read to, shop signs vibrant in front of them. Further to the right, looking on with glee, they point and pull their parents to a com...