Chester, PA is an amazing place to work. It's similar to Camden, NJ in that the city thinks if they keep inserting diamonds into a pile of shit that it will magically become an attractive place. Little do they realize that putting a diamond into a shit just makes the diamond dirty and no one wants it. They've done everything they could around here and it's still as ghetto as ever. They have Widener University, a Harrah's Casino (the only one outside of AC), and now the soccer stadium. But it's still Chester.
Enter Mr. Mike's Water Ice. A local water ice truck that I don't really understand how it exists. I finally got a shot of it yesterday on my way out of work. I wish it was better, but I only had a moment before he went away.
I have seen this truck every single day parked outside of a house across the highway but I never knew what it said or what it was. I had always just assumed it was an old tagged truck, but no, it's somehow a functioning water ice truck.
I find it hard to believe he's only selling water ice. Wasn't sure if this was a whore daddy or clutch, so I just stuck it here. Thought I should share this amazing piece of Chester history.