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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From the $1 Menu
I didn't have any particular direction or topic, but an egg mcmuffin popped into my head. I...
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...
Woodsmoke Lane At Dusk
I loved the sky on this night as we left my brother's house. It had been raining...