Photo: generations of lost causes, San Antontio, New Mexico
Around the back of The Owl Bar in San Antonio (not the famous one, the tiny one in New Mexico) there is a scattering of empty buildings. It feels like generation after generation has tried to make life work there, but each has been superseded by something new: the railroads moved and technology changed. There are wooden horse-drawn carts forgotten and falling apart in the overgrown spaces between the buildings. In another world, these would be museum relics of the past.