I came across this vending machine on Red River Street in Austin, Texas:
It’s the worst vending machine in the world because, well, just look at it. It’s sad and scuffed and completely uninviting. But I also can’t help but love it. Here’s why:
That’s a bag of Cheetos and a CD compilation of local bands. The machine offers the odd combination of junk food and music, which is as compelling to me as any cutting-edge machine found in Japan.
It’s also doing a fine job of keeping Austin weird.
