There's something symbolic about a discarded weave on an exit ramp, don't you think? Alert Reader Mike thought so. He shares this wig he found on the 7th Street exit ramp, off Interstate 55, I assume.
The streets of St. Louis are practically crawling with discarded bits of hair: all manner of weaves, extensions, braids and wigs. We're not sure who they once belonged to. We're not sure how they became separated from their owners. But we document them here.
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