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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As I was saying... Circus Peanuts
As I was saying... Circus Peanuts

    "... until the age of plastic packaging, Circus Peanuts weren't readily...

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...

Woodsmoke Lane At Dusk
Woodsmoke Lane At Dusk

  I loved the sky on this night as we left my brother's house. It had been raining...

The Day They Gave Brains Out
The Day They Gave Brains Out

Late summer, 1998:  The rain was whipping up outside my office windows.  Hurricanes...