Post-apocalyptic sidewalk, I thought. That's the first time that line's ever been thought, I added. But I'd think thoughts like that even if I hadn't just re-read The Stand. Weakness for stories about the end of the world as we know it; you understand.
I did a basic square route north of the apartment building. I was amused by a closed convenience store with the sign "Convenient Store." Not anymore. It might be convenient if the apocalypse happened and you need to hide from the zombie hordes, but the supplies inside are NOT GONNA BE ENOUGH.
Not to say that Glens Falls makes me think of the apocalypse. But it is quiet, quieter than Portland. I think I forgot smaller-town life. Hermiston, Oregon had desert sounds around it, so it has an ambience, a sound, one made of wind and tumbleweeds. Less so here. Tumbleweeds would be a BAD sign here.