ROUTE 66, EAST CENTRAL--Nobody cried when they knocked down the Zia Motor Lodge. And I am sure that there was enough heartbreak and violence surrounding the Zia in the last years of her life to make any other feelings irrelevent. But maybe there was something here worth saving. Maybe we should look a little closer at these places before we blast them into oblivion. Maybe we could create a "corridor" of something like a National Cultural Monument that would followe Route 66 through town...help restore neon that has no business to support it...light it all up like it used to be when the lights of Albuquerque were an oasis on the narrow, dark, and dusty road of dreams.
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