Here we see quintessential Walker Evans: a representation of life in America's lower classes. Beneath the train trestle, we find a homeless man in this photograph that never made it into the magazine for a March 1955 article on train-car insignias.
"The familiar insignia of the freight cars are like old ditties beating in the back of our heads," Evans wrote. "...When we can no longer catch sight of the great Chinese red and black double tadpole of the Northern Pacific, or the simple old cross of the Santa Fe, then will a whole world of cherished association have been destroyed. Impiety could go no further."
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