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Village Construction

posted Oct 29, 2005 by Tom Fasano

Tuesday, December 30, 2025Saturday, October 29, 2005 by Tom Fasano

Village Construction
More construction of the new village.

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50s Cars – Cruisin’ Night

posted Aug 13, 2005 by Tom Fasano

Tuesday, December 30, 2025Saturday, August 13, 2005 by Tom Fasano

50s Cars - Cruisin' Night
The Claremont Village hosts Crusin’ Nights when vintage cars are on display everywhere.

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Claremont Depot

posted Aug 16, 2004 by Tom Fasano

Monday, December 29, 2025Monday, August 16, 2004 by Tom Fasano

Claremont Depot

The Claremont Depot has always impressed me as a perfect movie set.

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    So, yes, here is the tape rolled across my driveway. And, Yes, my yard needs some cleaning up after a few rare winter storms in my neck of the woods. The poem unspooled from the Phomeme thermal printer like an EKG readout of a dying dream, line after heat-sensitive line, until the machine itself whispered the inevitable: a spectral blue strip, the color of an old lover’s veins. That was the ending, foretold by the medium itself — an apocalyptic omen baked into the banal mechanics of a cash register’s entrails. And then my wife (Sandy) and I did what any two prophets of the mundane would do: we took that serpentine scripture, my holy writ of impulse and thermal imprints, and unfurled it in a madcap relay, watching it slither across the driveway like a tape measure of fleeting genius. It was a ticker-tape parade for two, a celebration of nothing and everything, as the wind attempted to edit my masterpiece, scattering syllables like the last words of the dying. I used a plastic bucket to catch it as it emerged from my Phomeme thermal printer.

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