Das Blog idsgn hat ein schönes Posting über den Neon-Friedhof von Las Vegas:
Far from the intellectual boomtowns, surrounded by desert, in a dusty industrial lot, hides an oasis of ascenders, ampersands, and slab serifs.
Any type-nerds or inclined designers should first be prepared to pass through an army of Ed Hardy-shirted, barbed-wire-biceped, faux-hawk-wearing-infantry that serve as a sturdy wall of defence to this sanctuary of letters. The unruly guard preserves the secret of a place called the Neon Boneyard.
It is here—within a wall of chain link, across from a housing complex—that onlookers can stand beneath a two story cursive signature, penned by Liberace himself.
The boneyard lies just outside of America’s buffet and yard-long margarita capital: Yes, it’s Las Vegas.
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