The school I went to back in the suburbs is covered in barbed wire and steel fencing. There’s an intercom at the gate. The small park across the road from the local library is now a high-rise office block. It’s just down the road from the abandoned petrol station. And the open space where you could see the sea on the horizon’s now a giant shopping mall. Where Neon Bible felt saturated and heavy under the weight of its own self-importance, The Suburbs soars.
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