But alleyways and side streets have ways of harboring the phrases of the past. Signs in downtown Sapulpa remind one of the days when soft drinks were only a nickel, and when telephone numbers had three digits, which, of course, you told to the central operator.
The drive-up window at city hall hasn't heard a customer push the buzzer in a long time now; whoever lettered the "NO TRESSPASSING!" sign wasn't worried about public criticism of his penmanship.
These images, too, will soon give way to the shiny aluminum facade or the wreckers' ball.
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