That Old Abandoned Car Wash

Once upon a time, maybe, many cars there, all getting sprayed, hosed, waxed, washed, rinsed. Now, all dead. All gone, the little ones. And the big ones. The old ones. The new ones. The sporty ones. The sober ones. 

Now there are empty bays and empty spaces, and the howling winds. 

It is a great emptiness there.

At the car wash. But at least there is still trash.