getting over the fence

I’ve picked up my brother from numerous truck stops up and down the east coast but the most have been in King of Prussia, in the back of two particular Sunoco stations. I drive up to the back of such places, not getting there via the Turnpike, or the North East extension but via a random road, always marked Private and complete with fencing – only one small place you can fit through. There are two separate worlds: Trucker World and the rest of the world. It’s difficult to go between the two.

King of Prussia,  although a pit of middle-America consumerism, holds some memorable times, yesterday being one of them.

king of prussia, pa

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