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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Bug
There is a pervasive state of decay to this city. The relentless heat and...
Park Closed
Dave often doesn't notice me hold back to take a shot of something. We had...
Duck inna Window
This was an anniversary present I don't know how many years ago from Dave. Wind it up and it...
Cataloging Our Culture
Holly Jolly, Bahoo Dorey, and all that. It's 'Black Friday' and we find ourselves once more at the...