After undergoing a serious environmental clean-up, the land is now a used car auction lot. Wandering back behind the sprawling Reading Cinemas I stumbled upon this mythical asphalt and steel jungle. Police patrolled the grounds with vicious looking dogs at their heels. The chain link fence surrounding the complex may have been the largest I’ve ever seen. People in shorts and flip flops leaned against the fence, fanning themselves, awaiting their entry into the magical land consisting of rows and rows of sparkling cars – gleaming chunks of metal promising a future of adventure.



Dazzled, I slowly began to drift away and walk towards the main parking lot. I felt eyes on my back and turned around to observe two men, in a recently purchased car (the price in writing was still scribbled on a window) following close behind me. "Pretty lady want a ride?" I heard one of them jeer. I walked on and saw the car accelerate past me and then U-turn. They drove past me slowly. I felt their gazes beating upon my fast harder than the blazing sun. I turned to stare the driver in the eyes, narrowed my eyes, and walked on.