That shadow prompted me to pull over and hop out to investigate.
This area of town is no joke.
As I was taking pictures. Two serious looking men appeared and asked me if I needed "some help". I wanted to explain how the steam coming off the top of their factory looked beautiful in that light...but instead I got the fuck out.
Have u ever seen a more lonely tree?
Martin Luther King Blvd.
Sprinkling.
Jess Sluder's residence.
On the way back east.
This man has no name, and a iPhone app that can track my location.
Sluder.
ひよこ。
Good Night.
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