I will teach you my townspeoplehow to perform a funeralfor you have it over a troopof artists--unless one should scour the world--you have the ground sense necessary.

Subtle, clever brain, wiser than I am,by what devious means do you contriveto remain idle? Teach me, O master.

You scour the Bowery, ransack the Bronx,/ Through funeral parlors and honky-tonks./ From river to river you comb the town/ For a place to lay your family down.

O Marvelous! what new configuration will come next? I am bewildered with multiplicity.

We are not just looking for artists to paint the historical murals, we will be looking for residents with talent to help with the many murals that are planned,

The hotel was once where things coalesced, where you could meet both townspeople and travelers. Not so in a motel. No matter how you build it, the motel remains the haunt of the quick and dirty, where the only locals are Chamber of Commerce boys every fourth Thursday.