From late May to early September the streets are deserted during the day.  The heat forces a hibernation of its inhabitants, as the sun beats down on the brick and asphalt that slowly crumbles.

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Job du Jour R.I.P.
Job du Jour R.I.P.

 Life:  “You know?  I just don’t give a damn.”  I completely understand...

Duck inna Window
Duck inna Window

This was an anniversary present I don't know how many years ago from Dave. Wind it up and it...

Lies, Lies, LIES!
Lies, Lies, LIES!

"Santa, Santa, Santa... It's always Santa!"  -- Jan Brady, sort of. I remember...

I'm Santa Claus, Bitch!
I'm Santa Claus, Bitch!

Two days before Christmas, 2007.  It's been a craptacular year.  And it's a...