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Several weeks ago Trees in the Air received a mysterious roll of film, the contents of which would shake the very bones of those who dared expose it. What was found was no less than one of the best kept secrets in a town that doesn’t keep secrets well at all.
Meet Davis, California – where the beer flows freely out of backyard breweries, where bikes rule the streets and urban chickens rule the sidewalks, where the young, liberal and educated populous tear out lawns in lieu of vegetables and protest the decisions of bureaucratic assholes…all of course, under the watchful eye of a bunch of bureaucratic assholes.
Where are the denizens of this fair town? Where do they who don’t pay a gillion dollars a year to legitimize their criticisms of society lurk? After targeting several seedy demographics as potential sources of information, Trees in the Air hit the jackpot. All signs pointed to
Only the vestiges of this once-glorious empire whose mission of preserving things did not include preserving itself remain. At the epicenter of the wasteland stands a giant hollow chamber, invariably used to store massive amounts of tomatoes in the past. And now? A venue for self expression? A place for high school bums to rid themselves of some much needed angst? Or perhaps the greatest spot in the world to climb into and hear every sound you make magnified and held for incredible intervals?
You decide (with the help of this groovy photo-collage!)