Trailer Park on 23rd Street celebrates the worst/best excesses of American kitsch. "Where do they get this stuff?" Robert asked.
"Probably like in the TV show 'Pickers'."
It's all so selfconsciously awful: the cracked vinyl kitchen chair,
the retro TV, the bowling stuff, the velvet Elvises.
I'm not sure whether to be amused or appalled.
What has happened to poor Marilyn's teeth?
The little hula girl looks pretty friendly though.
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