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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Velvety Soft Focus
We've all seen them, and we've all felt the inexorable pull to stop and browse, perhaps even...
Who Could Forget?
At this time of year we need to stop and think about all the truly wonderful things we have to be...
Santa Monica Bike Path
I've always liked this pic but haven't posted it until now. Dave and I were staying at a hotel...
Tidy Trash
June 19th, 2008. I spent the afternoon in an air conditioned coffee house in...