It has a name and it’s an awesome name. I was wondering about it for weeks, having driven by the same wind-whipped inflatable character near the car wash on Western Avenue. Its arms were outstretched, its wide smile and bright eyes popping out with each cycling of air through its slender body; collapsing and filling over and over. It got my attention. That is its only job.
So I went online to find out that these things are called Air Dancers. Such a beautiful idea in that name for such a mundane and perhaps unwanted task. Draw them in. They might NEED a car wash and not even realize we’re here!
My book, Nearly Orthodox, comes out soon. I should tell you that I back tracked three times typing out “my” book versus “the” book as though saying “the” makes it less like I’m selling something I made with…
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