Village

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Traveling through the west, a motorist stopped for gas in a very small and remote town.

Striking up a conversation with the elderly attendant, he began,

"What's this place called?"

"All depends," the native drawled. "Do you mean by them what has to live in this isolated, uncultured, clannish, moth-eaten, dust-covered dump, or by them what's merely enjoying its quaint and picturesque rustic charms for a short spell ..."

----------------A Final Thought ...

"Country people tend to consider that they have a corner on righteousness and to distrust most manifestations of cleverness, while people in the city are leery of righteousness but ascribe to themselves all manner of cleverness."

- Edward Hoagland (b. 1932), US essayist