There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and moisture tear everything from structures to streets slowly apart. There is a charm in that though. Life goes on, sometimes ending, but always rising in another form.
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Parking Garage Rooftop
My brother-in-law parked the car on one of the upper levels of the garage in downtown West...
Inside The Yellow Box
We’re a Kodak family. That’s not such a strange thing being where I am...
Cataloging Our Culture
Holly Jolly, Bahoo Dorey, and all that. It's 'Black Friday' and we find ourselves once more at the...
I'm Santa Claus, Bitch!
Two days before Christmas, 2007. It's been a craptacular year. And it's a...