Your comment was hilarious and reminded me that way back when (like the 1940's when I was a kid) every time some uncontrollable guy had too much to drink and was being removed from the premises, as they turned him around to evict him from the place, there was the inevitable question from the bouncer "Did he have a hat?"

If you rotate the Google street view posted by PLA you will see another of these super large rain gutters still in use today on a building on the opposite side of the street.

Guys, if I run back to my car & get my hat can I sit with you then??!

These pictures of Austin, Nevada in 1940 show no signs of any women living there. I immediately thought of the "Seven Brides for Seven Brothers" film from decades ago and then I had to wonder who these rough and ready male pioneers danced with in their leisure time on Saturday nights. Then again, maybe the genteel ladies in Austin just did not go into this neighborhood.

They were still the rage in the 1950s. We had to turn down and empty our cuffs before entering the house. Quite a surprise what would come out sometimes: wheat chaff, dead wasps, bottle caps, cigarette butts -- often as not things we didn't want our mothers to see!

Just hats. Real men's hats.

The clean cut boy on the left looks like he's selling Arrow shirts.

[Also seen here and here. -Dave]

Is still there next door. Only the first floor of the Hogan remains.

... but otherwise still there:

Bring them buckaroos a bench!