Wednesday, July 4, 2018


The Broadway stop was closed for renovation, so I got off at 30th & back on again at 36th.  It was quiet & still. The only lingerers out on the street were a couple of workers in front of a car shop & a man asleep on a plastic chair, one foot soaking in a bucket of water.

I loved-hated the heat. It wrapped itself around you. The sun was so relentless it dictated your pace. Moving automatically, you hardly had to think at all.

Look, there was the tiled house again, this time in close up.

Farther along, a summer parking lot.

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