Sad candy

[Sad.]

Having worked in the lower depths of retail while in college, I remain alert, always, to the feeling of utter loneliness in retail spaces — the sorry aisles and corners where no one shops. Spend enough Saturday nights straightening merchandise in an empty store and you’ll become alert to that loneliness too, especially if it’s 1975 and there’s Muzak on the PA system.

When I saw this candy machine in a fading mall, it brought back all that retail woe.

[I couldn’t, though, have posted a semi-decent photograph without SKRWT.]