Nothing to do with the light actually. I’m yelling at the small cell radios on the top of the poles.
Nothing to do with the light actually. I’m yelling at the small cell radios on the top of the poles.
I poop… A lot.
This is me. You can usually find me staring up at a light pole talking, heckling or cursing at it, and before you know it I’m gone.
My power goes out so often, they get updated regularly.
I would just run it like ten times in a row.