Second and last picture from Hell.
Hell got its name from the locals who brewed their own alcohol, and dumped it in the creek when it didn't taste right. Word got around that the creek tasted like the water from Hell. Population is usually around 50. This party store also sells souvenirs - what you'd expect, postcards, plastic devils, keychains with devil faces on them, and the usual wooden trinkets stamped SOUVENIR OF HELL. It also has a post office (Hell's postcode is 48169) and a local postmark.
This is the black and gold El Camino that I had in 1990, that I wish I still had, hi.
Ironically, Michigan's upper peninsula has a town named Paradise. Have not been to Paradise. Have been to Hell. And Intercourse. You can tell where my mind is, :)