From the day
Perspective: The Future Historian · Sight
I lean against the glass storefront, watching the neon flicker over shoulders padded to impossible widths and acid-wash denim that catches the midday glare. Below the flashing marquee for *Back to the Future*, the digital digits of the gas station sign burn a steady, crimson **$1.12** into the haze of a humidity-soaked Monday. Seeing a teenager walk past in a sharp, oversized blazer, I can’t help but think how fly the silhouette looks against the gritty concrete of 1985. Between the talk of impending tax overhauls and the pixelated promise of a Nintendo under every television, I see the precise moment a society chooses spectacle over substance.