oh the memories i have of this glaring~neon ceiling of canter's.
i remember fondly back in the punk days~ drunk/high as a sunk~ the clubs & bars had all closed. where was there to go? CANTERS~ 24hours~ one of the few places that was back then.
you haven't known sick until you entered this restaurant as drunk as can be, devoured a cheese omelet and then looked up @ this neoned~ fall~motif of an eye~sore of a ceiling.