City Limits: Genre Undetermined

The city limits sign flashed past the vehicle as they blasted through the ghost town. "Flat Bush, Population 1" it read. She laughed and leaned over to twine her fingers in his hair. "Want to settle down here, darling? Population 1! We could make it population 3...maybe population 4 if you'd like. That would be making a change." He stared ahead at the broken down houses that lined the main street. A plastic bag blew across the road and was kicked up into the air as they passed. "No. I told you. I'm looking for a sign. I know what it will look like, because it's the same thing I see every time I have to change my life majorly." She sighed and leaned back, pouting for half a second, and then looked out the window. Her eyes widened. "Like that?" She pointed out the car window--

Inspiration: "Nutbush City Limits" by Ike and Tina Turner
Story Potential: High
Notes: Not sure where this would go, but I like the start and I like the feel of it.