A Street Scene: Cuba, Missouri

Where do dreams go?

Some, it seems, dissipate into nothing…not even a memory is left. Some dreams persist, insinuating themselves into waking thoughts. Some dreams fight harder — becoming actual, tangible things. But some, some dreams are so powerful that they  launch themselves to a strata from which they cannot even fall.

Cuba, MO has a dream.
@sarahkendzior captures a cruel irony of the American dream.