An automated speed sign is blank with unlit slow down words within its housing on a pole next to a curved and downhill sloping city street.

The reception was bad for all the usual reasons, the infrastructure wasn’t there, the street layout was odd and the hill likely played hob with signals. Not to mention, I needed things to work so I could be present where others had been and now weren’t. But it was what it was.

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